We are alone
And we are two
We have everything we need with us
And that's good, because times are getting wilder

We hold on
We endure
We're not going out tonight
We have no idea
We have pictures

And in mine you are but blurry
And you're holding an axe in your hands
And in yours I am with a candle
And I say, "People, where is this going to end?"

In our eyes there is always sand
And under the pavement lies the beach
And the world around us
Goes up and down

We dive under, we emerge
From our mouths come sound and smoke
We have no solution
We have songs

And in mine you come up but blurry
And you're holding an axe in your hands
And in yours I come up with a candle
And I say, "People, where is this going to end?"

We are the last ones standing
We always want to see how it continues
Our curiosity about the end
Knows no bounds

We want to move forward, we want to go back
We are saddened, we are delighted
We have no tears
We have dances

And in mine I dance you but blurry
And you're holding an axe in your hands
And in yours you dance me with a candle
And I say, "People, where is this going to end?"

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