| Where a hole in the mirror | |
| Acts on the scene | |
| You stand alone | |
| With your mind in your heart. | |
| I remember these days | |
| But the power is off | |
| The dust on the drums | |
| Seems snow on a tree. | |
| The flower in your hand smiles at you | |
| There‘s no leaf falling | |
| There‘s no drop calling | |
| But it bites like a snake tatoo. | |
| The finger on the key | |
| Strikes a journey to the heart | |
| Switch it out if you want | |
| Keep it off if it comes from your eyes. | |
| The game with the words | |
| Is a battle without referee | |
| Thousand and thousand | |
| But the song is still the same. | |
| Where a hole in the mirror | |
| Acts on the scene | |
| You stand alone | |
| With your mind in your heart. |
| Where a hole in the mirror | |
| Acts on the scene | |
| You stand alone | |
| With your mind in your heart. | |
| I remember these days | |
| But the power is off | |
| The dust on the drums | |
| Seems snow on a tree. | |
| The flower in your hand smiles at you | |
| There' s no leaf falling | |
| There' s no drop calling | |
| But it bites like a snake tatoo. | |
| The finger on the key | |
| Strikes a journey to the heart | |
| Switch it out if you want | |
| Keep it off if it comes from your eyes. | |
| The game with the words | |
| Is a battle without referee | |
| Thousand and thousand | |
| But the song is still the same. | |
| Where a hole in the mirror | |
| Acts on the scene | |
| You stand alone | |
| With your mind in your heart. |
| Where a hole in the mirror | |
| Acts on the scene | |
| You stand alone | |
| With your mind in your heart. | |
| I remember these days | |
| But the power is off | |
| The dust on the drums | |
| Seems snow on a tree. | |
| The flower in your hand smiles at you | |
| There' s no leaf falling | |
| There' s no drop calling | |
| But it bites like a snake tatoo. | |
| The finger on the key | |
| Strikes a journey to the heart | |
| Switch it out if you want | |
| Keep it off if it comes from your eyes. | |
| The game with the words | |
| Is a battle without referee | |
| Thousand and thousand | |
| But the song is still the same. | |
| Where a hole in the mirror | |
| Acts on the scene | |
| You stand alone | |
| With your mind in your heart. |
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