Flight Recorder Songtext
von De Rosa

Another walk in this park
I′d rather here than home
I used to be creative
Or so I'm told
Now everything I ever broke
Every word I never spoke
Visits my head in the night
We′re pretty far from alright
I knock, knock, knock, knock at the shadows
I beat, beat, beat, beat at the floor
I tap, tap, tap, tap on the window
I kick, kick, kick, kick in the door
Acceptance is a dead weight
Pulling me upwards
It's giving me a flight plan
A flight recording
Of everything I ever changed
Every time I rearranged


Only the spaces remain
Only the bones will remain
I knock, knock, knock, knock at the shadows
I beat, beat, beat, beat at the floor
I tap, tap, tap, tap on the window
I kick, kick, kick, kick in the door
I knock, knock, knock, knock at the shadows
I beat, beat, beat, beat at the floor
I tap, tap, tap, tap on the window
I kick, kick, kick, kick in the door
Home is there beyond the familiar
The lies, the tears, the tears and all that
Home, a shelter, there's some kind of safety catch
That keeps us all away
Seasonally affected by words and numbers
I′m seasonally lost
Temporary lover and guardian
I′m temporary, I'm temporary