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Echo drenched inside reverb rainYour festive summer you just couldn't blame (wait ?)We became free into darkness thenUntil the night silence distance frozeOur house stands never emptyOur house filled with strangers pityWell I'd say I put it down to this warm spellAnd I must admit I don't know you very wellHear him laughing, his memory walks the gardenI say it's all right I still believe in youWe pretend nothing ever changesShivering we don't stay too longIn the back seat awake and dizzyJourney's over, it left me sleepyWell I'd say I put it down to this warm spellAnd I must admit I don't know you very wellOne hot night solid air like blanketsMy father's piano dreams of his sonSongtexteHis fingers tingle, anticipationDown the hall we shudder back tonightOur old house stands never emptyOur old house filled with strangers pityWell I'd say I put it down to this warm spellAnd I must admit I don't know you very well Aus Songtexte Mania