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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Alphaville
Alphaville
Stimme und Gesang
Marian Gold
Marian Gold
Stimme und Gesang
Andreas Schwarz-Ruszczynski
Andreas Schwarz-Ruszczynski
Programmierung
David Goodes
David Goodes
Akustische Gitarre
Martin Lister
Martin Lister
Programmierung
Sebastian Komor
Sebastian Komor
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Marian Gold
Marian Gold
Komponist:in
Martin Lister
Martin Lister
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Alphaville
Alphaville
Produzent:in
Marian Gold
Marian Gold
Produzent:in
Andreas Schwarz-Ruszczynski
Andreas Schwarz-Ruszczynski
Produzent:in
Michael Ilbert
Michael Ilbert
Mischtechniker:in
Sterling Sound New York City
Sterling Sound New York City
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

Take a look at that child Living in a world of war It could be yours or mine But not for very long For now it's judgement's day Tonight it will be killed But maybe in your dreams it comes around again To tell you lovely things About a paradise Where everything is clean And everybody's nice And everything's in love And everything is light Where Mom and Papa wait To kiss you good night To kiss you good night Oh mighty Jesus, where is the sky? Where is that great wide open? Where I used to fly? Where went my strength and anger? Who takes the blame? Are we just lost in life Without an aim? Oh mother Mary, where have we gone? So far away from you and from the sun Send you all my love In a handful of darkness In a handful of darkness (Darkness, darkness, darkness, darkness) (Darkness, darkness, darkness, darkness) (Darkness, darkness, darkness, darkness) (Darkness, darkness, darkness) And all the things you've done And all the things you've seen And all the books you've read Are spinning in your head And every time you leave And every time you stay You'll always turn around, think about the day There's not much we can do There's not much we could say It's all about the things We do from day to day And all the things we've done And all the things we've seen And all the books we've read stay somewhere in our heads Oh mighty Jesus, where is the sky? Where is that great wide open? Where I used to fly? Where went my strength and anger? Who takes the blame? Are we just lost in love, without an aim? Oh mother Mary, where have I gone? So far away from home, from the sun I send you all my hopes And a handful of darkness (Darkness, darkness, darkness, darkness) (Darkness, darkness) (Oh mighty Jesus, where is the sky?) (Where is that great wide open?) (Where I used to fly?) (Where went my strength and anger?) (Who takes the blame? Are we just lost in life, without an aim?) (Oh mighty Jesus, where is the sky?) (Where is that great wide open?) (Where I used to fly?) (Where went my strength and anger?) (Who takes the blame? Are we just lost in life, without an aim?) Oh mother Mary, where have we gone? So far away from you and from the sun I send you all my love In a handful of darkness I send you all my love In a handful of darkness
Writer(s): Martin Ian Lister, Marian Gold Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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