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in the coming days i may take to flight circling the trees like a bird bound south always fall back down on my lazy wings to the frozen ground to my apathy just as sure as the days go short somehow we're always waiting in the coming days don't you be surprised if i hibernate if i hide my eyes if you find me down some dark hideaway we could wait around could watch the shadows change and just as sure as the days grow short somehow we're always waiting so i may call you up and i may be inclined Songtexteto get drunk on words to be short on time and just as sure as the days grow short somehow we're always waiting Aus Songtexte Mania