Scanning For Signals

This is it - this is not the end
maybe a break - or a tumbling dice
I made my point - made myself clear
it´s not my turn now - switched to "receive"
When you´re in the mood - let me know
let us talk - dim light, one table, two chairs, two cold "star-spring" beer
In the meantime - I´ll go back to work
Doing good on the globe - still the same thing we both do
Don´t get me wrong - I don´t give in
But with doubts and tears and wedging and waiting - I won´t change the world

When you talk to me - i will listen carefully
Maybe in a year, a dеcade - maybe you take it in thе grave

The last weeks, I took a bit comfort
Murphy stopped yellin´ - I think he got bored
This is not yet peace - but the system is booting
No campfiresongs - but at least no shooting

Scanning for signals - evaluate the recording
After the longest night - there will be a new morning
As we turn into quiet days
But the door remains open....
...always

As we turn into quiet days
But the door remains open....always...
............................always....................
..........always......................................