The Old Man Songtext
von Mrs. Kite

Now and than at times
Dreams escape for more

For the last time
I′ll try to ignore
The sweetness of night air
Schmoozing me

While realizing still
Can't stand his ignorance

For the last time
This strife inside my head
I wish not to doubt this
Wish not to lose ground


For the last time
I′ll lay down next to her
Give in to her warm touch
Let myself down

Smothered by daily grind
Hope fails on and on
Familiar feels to close
And hope fails on and on
Her smile no longer infects
Hope fails on and on
Disgusting fake smile of mine
Still hope fails on and on

She walks into the garden and her little world is fine - NO
The Wednesday-night-TV-doc-trouble and a glass of wine - NO
She schedules all her weekend... and even mine

I'm free as a bird caged in an IKEA living room

She walks into the garden, her little world is fine
The bird inside its cage gave up all along the line


She walks into the garden, her little world is fine
The bird inside its cage gave up all along the line