Here, I can hear a pin drop, silence is my friend have not found a helping hand and I, I can paint in gloomy colors that will stain but will one of them remain ^Pre-chorus we are searching for the answers always take a bearing on we`re dancing `round the golden calf until the crack of dawn ^Chorus the limelights fade away on this revolting stage of our dreams we`re just about to leave the scene though we`re still in between on the chessboard square of life, the pawn so tell me where the road goes on I, I`ll be waiting for a long decisive turn when remoteness makes me yearn and I, I`m clutching at a straw, I`m left out in the cold ain`t there noone to uphold ^{Pre-chorus Chorus} it`s my tinge of blue it`s my superstition that blocks my machine a slip of the memory is less what we feel with senses so keen it`s striking my eye it is the balancing-pole in my hand have trust in the thin rope that`s under your feet and you`ll understand when pushed to the wall I will stand firm and follow my way cause I`m pressed for time and I keep an eye on before I will stay shrouded in darkness my heart is tired I`m racking my brain and with the crack of a whip i break out and break the chain now, pull all the stops you can hold on to your masterplan this peal of thunder will roar find all the answers wherefore one pious wish under the moon only a fair wind to heave the balloon when all seems in vain and bygone then the road goes on