[Verse 1: Typhoon]
What are words written if the gist of them is not understood
Beyond the point of reading is the art of living
Between the lines
Outside the margins
How different would it be?
How different would it be?
I am a blessed man but a man with flaws
Sometimes lousy, not honest, sometimes predictable
Everything on the drawing board
Giving love... is easy but receiving is of a different caliber
You know my tricks and my strength
Know the music, the poetry and whatnot it has brought
And I am grateful for my smile
If I didn't have that I would be depressed or suicidal
They say 'act normal, pull yourself together'
Although things are going well, this paradise sometimes looks suspiciously like hell
But anyway, I am amazed, stand still and remember
Everything is already there inside
[Chorus]
When the sky falls< br/>The sky is falling
The pressure on God is increasing and she is bearing it all
But if the sky is falling, we will have to bear it together
And She and Allah can go away together for a while< br/>[Verse 2: Typhoon]
Maybe I am a stupid boy but my God tell me why people keep preaching sins when love is the source
That is not bread but crumbs from human hands
Not you or a so-called devil
Say, how are you?
Like a multi-player
Always there for everyone and everything
A bit like my own mother
She is too good for this world
We want more, plus because of the crisis everyone is skeer
And then that eternal struggle
Clock drama at the door, enjoying the party
br/>Yes, we want to be right
Hung on ideas of preferably one truth
Darling, what would it be like, just a break
Telekinetically or by train< br/>Paws in the universe, mud bath, fresh coffee and the morning newspaper
[Chorus]
When the sky falls
The sky falls
The pressure on God increases and they bears it all
But if the sky falls, we will have to bear it together
And She and Allah can go away together for a while

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