Woorden:
Royksopp The Understanding

It was me on that road But you couldn't see me Too many lights out, but nowhere near here It was me on that road Still you couldn't see me And then flashlights

49 percent 1 percent short of half and less than half ain't really much of nothing Bit off more than one could bite and the taste is slight it leaves

instumental

What is that vitalizing sound Calling me In my head Repeatedly What is that visionary sight Before my eyes So prominent So mesmorizing turbulent You'

In the dead of the night you seem closer to me The next day I wake up and know how unreal it is Feeling so tense like I'm caught in a corner You can't

I don?t want nothin? from you I don?t wanna know you I had time to find out What you?re all about Every time I turn around Your face is in the paper

for Clouds in my head have been parted with grace By the voices of an angel revealing her face and her words they make sense 'n' I do understand Falling

: It was me on that road But you couldn't see me Too many lights out, but nowhere near here It was me on that road Still you couldn't see me And then

Perfect somewhere inbetween Vintage machine Seeing it's already time to leave I got to go out, I need space to breathe Go before everything's caving in Understand