Good Internal Clock Songtext
von Sybris

we share dirt, pigeon brick walls
and we grit with the teeth of the beaches
we reach with the arms like skyscrapers, careful
tiny hands, still in use.
with the arms of skyscrapers, careful,
sweet bird of .

when you speak my name
when you speak my name

only two reasons you ever loved me


say it again
one, because you knew it wouldn′t be easy
two, because you
one, because you knew it wouldn't be easy
two, because you
You tried
You tried
You tried
You tried

and you won′t say you were,
you were falling all over yourself,
but when you talk about it you say,
"i was doing it for myself."