Fiction Plane

Zero
You're not aloneYou got a million people sharing your bedLet's call it homeYou've got the earth's crust over your headWe've got you building satelitesTo protect you from the lightsThe lights we haven't shown youWe all deserve the sunBut there's nothing to be doneThe future has outgrown youWhat could be wrong with them?We've given them everythingSend someone to humour themWhat could be wrong?Zero, zeroA mile and a half undergroundZero, zeroThe lovers here do not make a soundIt's just a holeAnd nobody here remembers the sunWe want a soulWe want to feel like our lives have begunBut down here in the dirtThere is gravity and workAnd cavities of coldnessNo concept of the timeSongtexteNo tasting of the wineJust the ringing of our oldnessWhat could be wrong with them?It's time to escape, my friendThe chance may not come againWhat could be wrong?Zero, zeroA mile and a half undergroundZero, zeroThe lovers here do not make a soundZero, zeroA mile and a half undergroundZero, zeroThe lovers here do not make a sound*solo*Zero, zeroA mile and a half undergroundZero, zeroThe lovers here do not make a soundZero, zeroA mile and a half undergroundZero, zeroThe lovers here do not make a soundEnd Aus Songtexte Mania