Woorden:
Het Schrijverke

Sitting alone in the dark of a stadium He whispers his secrets into a cheap guitar With the flick of his wrist he turns words into melodies Chords into

: Any old time that you're feeling lonely Nothing to do to pass the time Think about me out in foreign parts With scarcely a moment to unwind Knowing

: It's the same dream that lasts all night but I can only keep this It's Halloween and I'm chasing you round the other kids On a moonlit lawn in a skull

When this old world starts getting me down And people are just too much for me to face I climb way up to the top of the stairs And all my cares just

Sous la torture Derriere les murs Les yeux remplis d'effroi L'homme aux v?ux purs Souffre et endure Les coups sourds de la loi Noyes par les bulles rouges

I'm afraid that from today our meeting Must be temporarily postponed It seems our parents followed us one evening Caught us walking one another home

It's the same dream that lasts all night but I can only keep this It's Halloween and I'm chasing you round the other kids On a moonlit lawn in a skull

Go on leave town We can all leave town We can pack our bags Hitch a ride Burn new places down A friend once said You try harder in the end You start