Under the window of my latest aparment
There is an old and gray railway yard haunting
I have the stains of wallpaper and a ring
Of the worn out cards
I think it is a thing to be alive even if struggling
I have time, I walk often
Along the tracks throughout the day and evenings
My baccy is glowing but the man in the end is starting to fade out
And he thinks how the journey of life is like this
Chorus
The tracks go on behind the landscape and to the distant forests
Those have taken you to a new city
Where there are a water tower and high hills and the adults' sorrows Won't bother
Just remember there that father is proud of you always
I'd like to get you to back to me already
But the time is bad and I know it myself
I've gotta get up first and I found a chance already
Which I can't talk about, I'm gonna take it
Chorus
The tracks go on behind the landscape and to the distant forests
Those have taken you to a new city
Where there are a water tower and high hills and the sorrow of adults' won't bother
Just remember there that father is proud of you always