Beach

Clouds are rising see the shape of an eagle fly
Hear the crying of the seagull in the sky (and I)
look across the seashore where the waves roll on the beach
everything's seems made for mother nature's visible speech.

You may think you rule the world in your hand
You have power that no rival can stand
See a beach and the water that rolls
and you'll learn that you are small

Taxi's waiting there's no time to feel alive
concentrating on the schedule for the fly (and you)
look for stock quotation you have made the highest score
That's a real sensation no one else has ever made more

You may think you rule the world in your hand
You have power that no rival can stand
See a beach and the water that rolls
and you'll learn that you are small

Time was restless and I thought I had to run
But it's over. I don't need to carry on

Clouds are rising see the shape of an eagle fly
Hear the crying of the seagull in the sky (and I)
look across the seashore where the waves roll on the beach
everything's seems made for mother nature's visible speech.

You may think you rule the world in your hand
You have power that no rival can stand
See a beach and the water that rolls
and you'll learn that you are small
and you'll learn that you are small
and you'll learn that you are small

Hintergrund

Text und Musik: Arnold Willemer 2009

Drums: Dirk Hansen
Bass, Synthesizer: André Mocek
Guitar, Vocals: Arnold Willemer

Erste Aufnahme 2009
Nachbearbeitung und teilweise Neuaufnahmen 2021

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