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Well I guess that I'd died with my friends at my sidePuzzled young faces just slipped away slowlyI thought of the times I was drunk on the railwayLamented the time I was smashed in the squareSo around I did wander for to find my way homeOn feel made of nothing it's harder to roamI trooped up the coastlineA walk on the moorSaw no big wide riverNo glorious faraway shoreEvery now and againI go into town just to see my old friendsIt's such an odd feelingTheir eyes burn like embersTheir minds are these forestsWhere thoughts fall as timberBefore I'm dragged awayEvery now and againNow I have no form I could climb in her spineHer blood is like wine to a ghost drunk on sadnessAnd time moves on slowlyIn time I'll forgive herBecause when she holds hands with himSongtexteI know she's thinking of meEvery now and againI like to imagine and I like to pretendIt's a glorious feelingI'll be remembered For all my good deedsThese eighteen DecembersBefore I'm dragged awayEvery now and againOutside of the book there is no resurrectionThe valley below threatens me with a homeHeaven above has no map or directionWhenever you can cast a glanceto the shadows for meYes I'll try without endTo seek others like me whom I might befriendIt drives like a madnessThere's no way to reach themYou catch just a glimpseBut you never can touch themBefore you're dragged awayEvery now and again Aus Songtexte Mania