While the city is high on the streets
an invocation drew me out to the yard
The only things that I´m willing to keep
are the only ones you waste
So we part ways as usual
I´m wide awake, but I´m not in
The stones they cast upon you come creeping on
I´m wide awake, but I´m not in

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN