he smoke of a cigarette, a table with flowers

ice spinning 'round in alcohol, my heart's frozen

she's waiting for the sound of the night's power

who is longing for the next revolution

who really cares about paying attention

it feels like drowning in my frustration

awaiting for the sound

let the sound break the night

let her long lost love come inside

the wind makes noises i fear for the first time

the creaks of a small and cheap radio

the moment of a heartbreak, it's time to go

still waiting for the sound

let the sound break the night

let her long lost love come inside