Solid Action

All the roses and all your ideas All your desolation and coloured tears All your papers are picking up dust again All the dreams you made at high tide On the cold ocean of sweat you had Your five fingers are picking up dust again So call me buddy But don‘t call me friend So you can shoot to the top with solid action I‘m picking up stars again And in the blink of eye a solid action I‘m falling through floors again All your demons and solid ideas All your intuition, your ill-placed fears All your papers are picking up dust again On the beach side or in your hotel Are you at the station with your tombstone bell Are you missing or picking up dust again? So call me buddy But don‘t call me friend So you can shoot to the top with solid action I‘m picking up stars again And in the blink of eye a solid action I‘m falling through floors again And it‘s a short sharp hit of solid action I‘m fading through light again Then I can rush to the top with solid action That‘s killing my heart again Chorus II