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von Frigidaire Tango

...And while I′m waiting I sit on the ground
sinkin in to the sand
I put the palms of my hands under my chin
and i look at obscure movements
perhaps this sea-gull doesn't exist
it′s difficult to see them by night
and while I'm waiting I sit on the ground sinkin in to the sand
and perhaps I'm stupid to stay here and wait
when what I′m waiting for is already inside me
I love created and killing limits
I left my traces waitin′ for...
but if you can catch a glimpse sea-gulls in the night
it's difficult that the tiger will come out of the water

Because what ever you want is already inside you.