Brother on the saxophone – somewhere far beyond driven
Thougts of late afternoon
Will that chance be given to me?
Will I be able to fly on a spoon
I sense a smell totally extraordinary
Will I be given fly to the moon
There is the second part of me
Made of same disharmony, disharmony, disharmony
Brother on the saxophone – somewhere far beyond driven
Probably or exactly – there must be someone like me
Made of same disharmony – must be someone just like me
There is the second part of me – made of same disharmony
Rollin´ on the saxophone – my brother on the rolling stone
I wish I could find him, so he could take me 4 a ride
So my life could finnaly slide – yeah
Probably or exactly there must be someone like me
Brother on the saxophone – my brother on the rolling stone
In this god damn complicated world – I can´t belive I´m alone
If I won´t find my brother, I won´t say a word
My memories will feed me and so on... on and on...
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