Lyrics:
Mein Vater

in mir klingt und nie mehr von mir wich. Und meistens sagt man erst zum Schlu?, was man verdeckt in tausend Varianten schrieb: wenn ich an meinen Vater

mir klingt und nie mehr von mir wich. Und meistens sagt man erst zum Schlu?, was man verdeckt in tausend Varianten schrieb: wenn ich an meinen Vater

So it starts, from one impurity held in place by loveless security, always thrown around and beaten by squinted eyes that soon bear turned back, abstract

Lying on the beach with desire Rocking to the music of the waves I was in despair, my heart needed repair My lover had lied to me but I was bored by what

Now diamonds are falling, (?..) In the sky. Obsessions being children they are let out in the light they are screaming, they are polluting, they are

Every Monday morning 'round 5 o'clock, A man in white would bring quite a lot. Milk and cheese and whipped cream on top, To the last house on the block

My father was a common man His fair is such a thing An ordinary common man Till he begin to sing It felt like Angels guided around To listen to each

When I lived with my father as an apprentice shepherd, he sent me to the moor to look after the sheep. Sheep, sheep, I had but a few. Sheep, sheep, I

When I lived with my father as an apprentice shepherd, he sent me to the moor to look after the sheep. Sheep, sheep, I had but a few. Sheep, sheep, I