Tell me how long I’ve been waiting for
a wake-up call late in the evening
Tell me where I’ve been so many times
Close to the distance here in my sleeping room …
… I’m freezing … here
Tell me why the ghosts always frighten me
Back to the caves of my childhood I ever run
… but still I’m freezing …
Wake me up in the evening
When landscapes are covered with a dark blue film
Wake me up in the evening
When noises scream and shivers rise
Moving little nightmares
Rumours of shivering cries
and a minor road swirling and creeping towards its slow end!