Silence
Tunnel, exit
When the meter has been turned on
everything disappears in the rain
without a trace
& like a whisper
we are seeing things again
This is something
that hasn't even happened...
Silence
A smoke-free whisper
It is exactly what we want
the airconditioned sound
of speed
You are worth dying for
You can all laugh if you want
Mock us, We are moving You are standing still
Listening
tense & buckled up
& when the panic breaks out
you smile gently
and whisper to me: You
are worth dying for
But against rubber, glas and metal
a miracle means nothing at all