It must have been years since we sat next to these autumn fires
As nothing had happened since, but anyway, it’s too far gone
We shouldn’t have let the grass grow under our feet all summer long
Cause no one owns this moments, as far as I know, they just last for a while
And I still wonder, why this journey finds no end again, finds no goal
Godspeed! But we will never arrive together at the same time
Sad to say, that some of us won’t find their way, find no kind of home
So if I’m not coming home tonight, you will know that I’m gone
I’ve heard all these old stories, so please, tell me something new
I heard it all far too often, that I already know the end
And now I try to attach as much wordly wisdom as I know, in just one song
But the answer ‘s still a riddle, or almost a fucking lie!
This was the bloom of our youth and autumn’s coming soon
Whoever has no home now, will not build one anymore
Have you ever seen happy people with interesting stories to tell?
Yeah, this is my human garbage, spread on the tracks of life
You still search for a reason? Maybe the train was on time?!
Last words? A final answer? Apologies? I have none
Love has always been the word for farewell and parting!
