Hermannstraße 30

This winter felt like a shelter thanks to the time we spent together

Cops proudly marching around but purpose is still to be found

Day long conversations about our recent revelations

I'd love to hear what you read, wait for me I'm still in my bed

Third weekend at our place, I'm losing track of time and space

I guess I could stay forever, I'd just love to get old here together

The bell keeps ringing all night: "Welcome, third floor, second door!"

Just bring anyone my friend

I got a phone call from pa, he always calls me from the car

He tells me he's doing fine, I hope there's nothing to read between the lines