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Nach Regen scheint Sonne (From 'Continental Memories')

de Alfred Hause

Hey

It's the fire jumping over the 405
It’s the synagogue where no one got out alive
It's the paranoid high and a head like a hive
It's a poke in the eye, it’s the bruise on your thigh
It's a hole like they're living in little white lies

Have we been unkind?
Got a storm of trouble on my mind, and I

I'm spinning, I'm spinning
In the middle of a hurricane spinning like a weathervane now
I'm spinning, I'm spinning
In the middle of a hurricane spinning like a weathervane now
I'm spinning like a weathervane now

It’s the burning plastic poisoned sea
It’s retirement spent on replacement knees
It's you without me, it’s life on a screen
It's the co-pay down at the pharmacy
It's the satellite with its eyes on me

Have we been unkind?
I've got this storm of trouble on my mind, and I

I’m spinning, I'm spinning
In the middle of a hurricane spinning like a weathervane now
I'm spinning, I'm spinning
In the middle of a hurricane spinning like a weathervane now
I'm spinning like a weathervane now, yeah

I'm spinning, I'm spinning
In the middle of a hurricane, spinning like a weathervane now
I'm spinning, I'm spinning
In the middle of a hurricane, spinning like a weathervane now
Spinning like a weathervane now

Let me out

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