Here, I can hear a pin drop, silence is my friend
have not found a helping hand
and I, I can paint in gloomy colors that will stain

but will one of them remain

[pre-chorus]

we are searching for the answers
always take a bearing on
we`re dancing `round the golden calf until the crack of dawn


[chorus]
the limelights fade away

on this revolting stage of our dreams
we`re just about to leave the scene
though we`re still in between

on the chessboard square of life, the pawn
so tell me where the road goes on


I, I`ll be waiting for a long decisive turn
when remoteness makes me yearn
and I, I`m clutching at a straw, I`m left out in the cold

ain`t there noone to uphold

[pre-chorus]

[chorus]

it`s my tinge of blue

it`s my superstition that blocks my machine
a slip of the memory is less what we feel
with senses so keen

it`s striking my eye
it is the balancing-pole in my hand
have trust in the thin rope that`s under your feet

and you`ll understand

when pushed to the wall

I will stand firm and follow my way
cause I`m pressed for time and I keep an eye on
before I will stay

shrouded in darkness
my heart is tired I`m racking my brain
and with the crack of a whip i break out

and break the chain

now, pull all the stops you can

hold on to your masterplan
this peal of thunder will roar
find all the answers wherefore

one pious wish under the moon
only a fair wind to heave the balloon
when all seems in vain and bygone

then the road goes on