And In The Land Where I Grew Up

Into The Bosom Of Technology

I Kept My Feelings To Myself

Until The Perfect Moment Comes



Then Into Your Bloodstream I Will Go

Until I Turn Into A Part Of You

Flooding The Garden Of Delights

That Was A Long Long Time Ago

That Was A Long Long Time Ago



It's Not The Ending Of The World

It's Only The Closing Of A Discotheque

I Used To Go 3 Times A Week

That Was A Long Long Time Ago

Yeah, That Was A Long Long Time Ago



And That Roaring That You Hear

Is Only The Blood That Circles Constantly

No, It Is Not Applause, My Dear

No, That Was A Long Long Time Ago

That Was A Long Long Time Ago



In Between Stations I Can Hear

A Million Possibilities

It's Only The Singing Of The Stars

That Burned Out A Long Long Time Ago

They Burned Out A Long Long Time Ago