Texty: Seventh Avenue. Southgate.

A breeze of eternity strokes over my skin
I don't tell from a game only from awin
Remember the story of Rainbowland
Maybe now You get your second whack
In the dimension where all dimensions end
is no requiem which you could rescind
You hold the future in your hand
Have all the keys for the promised land

One day I hear you cry

We are waiting for the new take
But come back to the southgate
So try to wind up our clockwork toys
But no cheers from the girls and boys

Let me take you far away
To confront you with this day
You go from where you came
From the beginning to the end
And your spirit leaves your body
Spirit bodies go on the journey
Only one entrance and only one exit
At your ships helm always yourself sit

Southgate