God & the Ghosts Songtext
von Firestations

Your age is not filtered through some novels
Old age space age new age lost in the bits of Saturn
Returned after so long it′s still the same song
Coming through

The stanzas picked at already and glistening now open
Solid silver models misplaced on the racetrack
Given to the kids now so that they know that
It's a grand race to forget and forgive


We′re staying silent for this one
Bracing ourselves for rejection

Who knows where they came by that forgotten corner
That tiny triangle who knows where it spun from
The spindle the cotton of time leaves no trace and everything
Trends downwards again god and the ghosts trend downward too
And take a late last bow

We're staying silent for this one
Bracing ourselves for rejection