Walking the street, can't see where I'm stepping
Putting all my clothes upside-down/inside-out
Looking through the people, can't see anything
my looks are heavy, can't lift them.
'89 seems like a dream
living flames from my mind have turned on again
All the moments are entering inside of me
just like trains are entering the station
Oh, oh, you year,
gather your days and stop'em!
Today I've thrown the callendar
the clock in the wall died of envy!
Today, the sun didn't set
it's sitting and shining still up there
The day seems like an year to me
dreams are coming out of my mind as from inside a volcano.
Oh, oh, you year,
gather your days and stop'em!
Today I've thrown the callendar
the clock in the wall died of envy!