Here, I can hear A pin drop, silence is my friend Have not found A helping hand And I, I can paint in gloomy colors that will stain But will one of them remain [PreChorus] We are searching for the answers Always take A bearing on WeRe dancing Round the golden calf until the crack of dawn [Chorus] The limelights fade away On this revolting stage of our dreams WeRe just about to leave the scene Though weRe still in between On the chessboard square of life, the pawn So tell me where the road goes on I, ILl be waiting for A long decisive turn When remoteness makes me yearn And I, IM clutching at A straw, IM left out in the cold AinT there noone to uphold [PreChorus] [Chorus] ItS my tinge of blue ItS my superstition that blocks my machine A slip of the memory is less what we feel With senses so keen ItS striking my eye It is the balancingPole in my hand Have trust in the thin rope thatS under your feet And youLl understand When pushed to the wall I will stand firm and follow my way Cause IM pressed for time and I keep an eye on Before I will stay Shrouded in darkness My heart is tired IM racking my brain And with the crack of A whip I break out And break the chain Now, pull all the stops you can Hold on to your masterplan This peal of thunder will roar Find all the answers wherefore One pious wish under the moon Only A fair wind to heave the balloon When all seems in vain and bygone Then the road goes on
balancingpole, remoteness, crack, tinge, racking