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Herman Düne Turn Off The Light

: You're so far from me Though I see you You're so far from me Though I see you Where is it leading me to? Where is it leading me to? I'm not feeling

: Between the little houses Of Shakespeare and North Hoyne For the first time alone And as I am wandering I take the time To look at the wooden

: There is not a chance for A loser Getting caught by coppers Smoking weed In the yard Naturally And if I'm hanging around If I'm not strong enough

: Say my name I'll wake up for you Say it clear, slowly, gently With your lips your teeth your tongue Your throat your lungs your belly It's been

: The signals and the codes The numbers and the traps Of an urban landscape Make me think about H ow our life is ruled By nobodies Life is an everyday

: There is a part of you That is hidden All i have to do Is forbidden But maybe i'm allowed to ask you One question Whose eyes are you lookin' into

The signals and the codes The numbers and the traps Of an urban landscape Make me think about H ow our life is ruled By nobodies Life is an everyday

With your hair moving With the wind from the fan (At the back of the room) It led it straight to my mouth My hand on your knee Kissing your bottom

Turn off the light Let the day in You have no right To miss a thing Our smell lingers Through the words a girl heeds Let my fingers Lift your