[Verse 1 – quiet, hoarse] You're drinking nettle tea and talking about "cosmic clarity." I'm listening, but it's getting tedious. Water with memories, laughter against cancer... Did you read how I feel about it? I can't say anything, I'm counting to three in my head... trying to stay calm... and my silence is probably already too much for you. You have to believe it, it all makes sense, that's how you sound. And because I don't see it, I'm bought, lost—but no, no, no! I'm just here! I see you fall, you disappear. Right in front of me, into your belief... [Verse 2 – a little firmer, but tired] We used to be loud, burned through the nights. Now you're seeking salvation in astrological interpretation. Your gaze is hard, confused, and yet so convinced. I'm standing behind you... wanting to hold you, but how? [Refrain – more pressure, but not bigger] You have to believe it all makes sense, that's how you sound. And because I don't believe it, I'm bought, lost—but no, no, I'm just here! I see you fall, you disappear. You say: just believe. I say: knowledge helps. I know it's very hard at first... I don't know when... but I've lost you. :-(
