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Begin to unwindThat's a process that's riddled with fear of mankindThe prospect of failings on par with divineThere's a tip of an iceberg with wandering eyesAnd sights set on mountingA hole through your heartOr a shoe through the floorAnd my only request on your way out the doorIs that you take a bowTake a bowTake a bowSo I must confessWith the whisper that pulls at the hairs on your neckI'm a clear cutting forest to fill with regretFor rings left uncounted from trunks that I've splitHow could I ever begin to unwind?It's a process that's riddled with fear of mankindThe prospect of failings on par with divineThere's a tip of an iceberg with wandering eyesAnd sights set on mountingA hole through your heartOr a shoe through the floorAnd my only request on your way out the doorIs that you take a bowTake a bowSongtexteTake a bowTake a bow...There is a truth coming up the stairs from a tiny roomThe vibes aren't all that good so I avoid Going down there unless it's a complete necessityWhich is usually only twice a yearThere's a hole in the kitchen wall covered by a stopped clockThe insulation could be better but ILike the fact that I'm sheltered from the elementsBy a broken countdown towards extinctionThere is a hole in the ceiling pointing to the north starReassuring me I'll find my way homeAs long as there's no clouds or airplanes in the night skyMy alignments cosmically exactBegin to unwindThat's a process that's riddled with fear of mankindThe prospect of failings on par with divineThere's a tip of an iceberg with wandering eyesAnd sights set on mountingA hole through your heartOr a shoe through the floorAnd my only request on your way out the doorIs that you take a bowTake a bowTake a bowBegin to unwindThat's a process that's riddled with fear of mankindThe prospect of failings on par with divineThere's a tip of an iceberg with wandering eyesAnd sights set on mountingA hole through your heartOr a shoe through the floorAnd my only request on your way out the doorIs that you take a bow Aus Songtexte Mania