FOR LOVE, THE DICES & THE KNIFE
Here at the kitchen table - thoughts are turning round
There´s a light shining through - and the street makes an empty sound
The sky is turning red - the sun is sinking low
The shadows keep falling - the clock on the wall says it´s time to go
And there´s a radio playing
And there´s a song praying
For love, the dices and the knife
Now the curtain is drawn - there´s a picture in a frame
The stars shining up above - there´s a dog without a name
There´s a heart nailed on a wall
Outside you hear the call
For love, the dices and the knife
Hey, Mr. Conductor, is this train going anywhere?
I really don´t mind
But I´d like to know about the time we will be there
Out on the balcony - the world is turning round
Looking down at the anthill - see the signpost through the town
Music´s playing behind the floor
Feeds are dancing on the floor
For love, the dices and the knife
(Words & Music: Björn Fabich)