DESCRIPTION:
Aus dem neuen Album "unter unserer Haut"

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CD - Release: 02.05.10

With a stack of paper, you stand at the subway station.
Armed with words, printed at the copy-shop.
They shall shake this world and the people that you both love and sometimes hate.
Some people take the paper, fold it into their pocket or into the trash can and wordlessly pass by .
You are hit by their sneers, while others are hit by bombs and you stay there for a long time.
First comes the news, then comes the movie.
And by then most people have already forgotten what was first.

And all your sorrows, and the sleepless nights, they are not embarrassing.
No, they are beautiful!
And the dreams in your head, that you shake much too often, they are not unrealistic.
No, they are beautiful!

“Are you man or woman?” echoes down the street.
Contempt in their looks, violence in their words.
And you become the canvas they project their dirty film on,
while all you want is to have your peace.
And tomorrow you will ask yourself,
if you will dress pretty or save yourself from the hassle.
And on the news, they always speak of “Terror”.
While you think to yourself “I know what that means”.

And all your love, and your desires, they are not sick.
No, they are beautiful!
And the twinkle on your temples, which is just make-up because your daily life doesn’t provide it.
It is beautiful!

You argue with your husband about racist jokes.
You’re sick of talking, your mouth is already sore.
The world seems frozen and full of idiots,
while you look for change and how to wake it up.
And on the news, they’re counting the dead,
while you look for those who are still alive.

And all your hope and your deeds, they aren’t stupid.
No, they are beautiful!
And your perseverance in a world that chokes us.
It isn’t naive, no, it is beautiful!

The loneliness you feel amongst many people is the discontent with this world.
And your fury about those that don’t know the difference between peaceful and pacified,
and all your tears, they are beautiful!

And everything makes sense, every second. Nothing’s in vain, Nothing is lost!
We are alive, feel your heart beat! Nothing’s in vain! Nothing is lost!