contents: | inhalt	lyrics:	mofa temporaries   wortspur neulich reichlicher   getriebe: morgen fadenseiden   unbeholfen	getriebe | gears always. again and again wouldn't we prefer to shine so imagine the world as a gearbox in abstraction quite funny a sand-like position in this model or rather gentle water washes the metal to achieve what i achieve probably no more than corrosion already has fleeting obedience rusted gears. rusted visions or rather wind in the gears who's bothered by that wind-dog easy is easy and the toothed cog is round that tooth around the tooth existing structures turning tricks too fast. it is so simple when man catches on or rather oil instead of sand. meaning don't get cornered by edges and zones which are worthwhile dodging to conserve energy or potentially embrace what hurts so topsy-turvy rather with the motto "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger" is what one says others take it easy what shall i eat? thai or italian luxury is rare like strass in the gearbox of the world always, again and again wouldn't we prefer to shine like strass in the gearbox of the world light is also good (in the gearbox of the world) and there it becomes more complex bewitched chaos principles don't illuminate the analyses like that again and again wouldn't we prefer to be residents in our dreams we are dreaming. they who dream live for ever always, again and again wouldn't we prefer to shine always, again and again wouldn't we prefer to shine like strass in the gearbox of the world file: ASCII, 0.78 kB  |  save