Maybe you do think about me
But you can't confide
Write about us now that your current one is angry
And can't stand me at all
I see you in my dreams
Nobody can take them away from me
Many times it goes like this
Everything doesn't show on the surface
You got angry when you couldn't get into my closed rooms
You wanted to know
Why there was always a piece missing
Why did I wander and sidestep
Oh, if only I knew that myself
Even though everything will be forgotten
Thank you for putting up with me for even a little too long
You accepted a half out of madness
I've never known how to give more anyway
If I could ask for one thing
Even if it wasn't true
Tell me that I'm one of a kind
So that I believe it
Others aren't as much
Nobody can exceed
But someone still has to avoid
Even though everything will be forgotten
Thank you for putting up with me for even a little too long
Thank you for accepting a half
I've never known how to give more anyway
Thank you for trying to understand
I knew even you couldn't do it
If I sometimes remember too much
I'll drink one more and I'll remember much less
Yo, you can leave out the name at the end of the message
I think you've poured yourself a glass again, no
The music ended, I'm thinking about the old times
We agreed to still be friends in our thirties
On park benches, on an outing in Hertsikka
Hey, hey, I haven't finished the story yet
That evening on the walls of houses
In a shadow play both of us looked like monsters for a moment
But it was only for a moment
We're cool, right?
You opened me up, I'm grateful and mellow
In a county of veils
As pitying thieves
Where people are too scared of getting stuck together
In oblivion we hear voices
Might as well medicate yourself with one more glass
When your distraught partner asks you who sent that text
(What? Stop it)
Sleep would be nice now, but I'm being grilled by my loved ones
Fiery nature, come and drop a couple of curses
Both of us go on some strange spiel
Until in the end I'm sitting curled up on the study floor
Oh, sounds sweet?
One of a kind? Yeah, to each their own
With you I don't have to wait for oblivion
I remember until my memory dies and the dome collapses
(Even though everything will be forgotten)
(Even though everything will be forgotten)
Thank you for putting up with me for even a little too long
I'll pour one more time and everything will be forgotten
Searching takes its time here
And in the end we'll see what we ended up weaving
Thank you for putting up with me for even a little too long
I'll pour one more time and everything will be forgotten
Searching takes its time here
And in the end we'll see what we ended up weaving
Thank you for putting up with me for even a little too long
I'll pour one more time and everything will be forgotten
Searching takes its time here
And in the end we'll see what we ended up weaving