To Act, Weissenohe, Germany

Seventeen Seconds

Didn’t think about three
You coming out in ten
And see
You don’t worry
After this [?] and you [?]
And everything is cold now

The dream has to end, the wish never comes true
And the girl starts to sing

Seventeen seconds, a measure of life
Seventeen seconds

So I leave you
So now passing
And every I said means nothing in the end
I look up and watch out the window at the shapes go by
Oh, I wish I wish I wish I lived in a story

“Thank you, good night”