Subterranean Attic - Youth

Light was the air, and the sun it shone
The piper blew his trumpet near the gates of the dawn
Only for madmen not for everyone
We laughed and laughed - and so did the fawn
Till someone said, well I guess we'll carry on

Lady Godiva and Dame Guinnevere
Sat on a parkbench, drinking cold beer
Claimed that they came from old Lancashire
The land of the 4000 holes
A dwarf passed by and muttered: "rotten be your souls"

Everybody everywhere was having such a hard, hard time
And I, I couldn't find one line with a decent rhyme,
And you, although you're gone - you were still the one

Waiting for appearences in front of the lake
Talking 'bout pictures talking 'bout tapes
Dancing with lizards, dancing with snakes
Until the last sunlight is gone
And these coloured knights vanish in the twilight zone

Ladies of the Islands, ladies of the lakes
Ladies of the fields, ladies of the grapes
Joanne of Arc of New Orleans, Jane of the Apes
One day they all will be gone
They're gone - though their echoes linger on

Everybody everywhere was having such a hard, hard time
And I, even if I wanted, I wouldn't have the time
And you? well I did love you - but I guess we're through

Written by:
Matthias Baumgart

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