Songtext von The White Hotel

I want to be on that white-capped mountain peak Above the lake, above my station A moving carriage The perfect marriage Of life apart from destination Ringing all the bells Down at the white hotel Tonight I want to write the letters of persecution To someone I don't know who doesn't know me I want to be the dust inside a vacuum An ice cube frozen in the melting sea Ringing all the bells Down at the white hotel Ringing all the bells Down at the white hotel Tonight