If'n Songtext
von fIREHOSE

When, when will
When will the stars answer, answer back?

Raining, snowing, needing, knowing, the flames are going

Falling, falling, free falling
Like clouds are falling, falling down


Burning matches, growing patches, reading trances, shit!

Well, this is the long war and these are my hands
Your son dreams your dad dreamed his son to his dad
And your wish made it seem that you dream that you planned
Kernels and bundles, visions and plans

Fetching beats retching like scratching cures itching