Columns Songtext
von The Deer

There is a road
No one could cross after the ocean rose
Here lies a path
So overgrown I heard the forest laugh

All the respite I plunder
My thoughts employ
All the concepts
No wonder I can′t enjoy
No sleight of mind
No peace reminds me
Of another time

The salty street
Where our lowness and your highness meet
Inside a vice
The pressure's rising and it′s making diamonds
In the rough for all the world to shine


All the respite I plunder
My thoughts employ
All the concepts
No wonder I can't enjoy
No sleight of mind
No peace reminds me
Of another time

No sleight of mind
No peace reminds me
Of another time

Songs arise
Come the Summer
Sing to bind
Wake from slumber
Round the sun
Wake and welcome
Mending, mourning
Joyful noise there is a road

No one could cross after the ocean rose
Here lies a path
So overgrown I heard the forest laugh

The salty street
Where our lowness and your highness meet
Inside a vice
The pressure's rising and it′s making diamonds
In the rough for all the world to shine