Berlin — Carpark North

Here they are the dried out walls with lonely cracks and dusty floors

here I turn the day to night

here my veins are drained for life

find me something for a day, for a while for lifetime shine me a lonesome ray finally something for a day, for a while for lifetime help me find my sleep

hand me stones to break these walls hand me grief and I'll change it all

with a dried-out tounge I stand to shout today you'll hear the words out loud

find me something for a day, for a while for lifetime shine me a lonesome ray finally something for a day, for a while for lifetime help me find my sleep