Sometimes
Lyrics & Music: Franz Xaver Grömmer


Feels like tailwind in my head
glowing songlines in my speech
never follow things as they are
things fly deep in order to be reached

Be there, when a handsome wind blows
with a sweet and bitter taste
when I´m losing thousand faces
thousand and one still to be waste

Sometimes dancing in a hot pan
sometimes on a frozen lake
sometimes I don´t know
sometimes I know what I should take

All the saints and crooks I met
behind the curtain in the fog
run together all along the gate
behind the bars like a dog

Sometimes dancing . . .



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