she’s like a frostfern in my head the lamplight burns my eyes and then she fades away my pencil’s frozen in my hand and the letter i can’t write, it seems to be a desert without end i woke up late at night she called me up then disappeared and the echo of her voice filled the empty places in my dreams with the silent tide she fades away again she fades away she fades away again, don’t go now, please stay my senses are cruising through a void as pale reflections play on the deserted road i hear a humming of machines a distant sound like thunder crawling through the cold there’s no escape, i know, i run around in circles without end and the more the memory grows dissolving from reality with the silent tide she fades away… …don’t make me cry this time, i’ve got to learn i know, she won’t return
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Management | Christian Mielke
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Booking | Christian Mielke
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Moonbase | Lily Becker
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