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In an army colored car we fell into a waveOf color and distractionOn the Chicago freewayDriving on that bus at night it was only youYour backseat bookbag to the left and your shoesRemembering these things is driving me crazyLike the coat check, the car crash, your coat, your shoes, and yourRed hunting jacketWhy are you so...?Why am I so...?Why are we so...Why are we soooo...Why am I so, why are you so, why are weSoooooooooo...I love to fill up all the flavors at the filling stationYou get an acre full of colorsThat he just wants to crushAnd on the map of this town I only see one faceIt picks me up and launches me,Into deep, deep inner spaceBut what can we communicate that won't just turn to dust?Something that won't get lost...Like your coat, your shoes, and yourRed hunting jacketWhy are you so...?SongtexteWhy am I so...?Why are we so...Why are we soooo...Why am I so, why are you so, why are weSooooooooo... Aus Songtexte Mania