Songtext von The Dark Mood Gathered

Stars seemingly visible in the sky So dark by late afternoon Armed with a script for tranquilizers On frequences of chaos and squalor A storm was imminent Scenes of a dream drama Shivering in the stillness Upon a row of curbside trees Sensitive to a certain kind of portentous mood Were the little leaves A whole galaxy of constellations Contributing their light Like eyes, shining in the white darkness Frozen in endless infinity