No more than seven things in your luggage
Nothing on the compass but straight ahead
And every 100 kilometers take your helmet off to pray
Getting away is sacred to us
Arriving doesn't matter
And the only agony is the fear
That it won’t continue one day
Always energised
Always on the road and always late everywhere
What doesn’t move can’t be grasped
The ground under our feet is getting hot
Our skin becomes a tight shell, tense
Wherever we were, everything was always bland
Wherever we go it will be wonderful
And we can hope as long as the engine is running
Always energised
Always on the road and always late everywhere
Get me out of here
Take me where something else is happening
Take me back and forth
Take me where something is still alive
Get me out of here
Take me where it's different from here
Always energised
Always on the road and always late everywhere
It takes us two hours to get to Oslo
And to Zurich two and a half at the most
And yet there is always something that was there before us
And something that's gone again
And something that makes us stick around
That threatens us, that betrays us
Always energised
Always on the road and always late everywhere