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I'm a pale intruderOn an unknown beachMy back to the water My feet in the sandFinding no recognition As each sign of lifeInvades the precision of thisAging landAn abandoned flipper In a world of stoneThere's a man on the shore line With a white parakeet Trying to make his Bird go homeWith increasing continuity Endless spaceGazes 'round the periphery Not disheartenedWearing its most Inexpressible faceSongtexteMy instinct is doubled as the Waves roll byBut my vision is halved And the foam and the greenAs the insects talk to a Blazing skyWax in the ear Stitch in the sideWolves at a feast for the blindUnder and over The why and the whereforeEasy to sit back with timeDriving discussions Like cranes through the car-parkSetting them all in a lineAll interceding Not yet proceedingMisleading doubtsIn the mindI'm a pale intruder On an unknown beachMy back to the water My feet in the sandNeeding no recognition As each sign of lifeInvades the precision of thisAging land Aus Songtexte Mania