Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lambs & Wolves
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Julian Tröndle
Songwriter
Louis Gros
Songwriter
Lyrics
Oh mother, please don't worry
I still live in your breath
I saved some money
For the victims of the flood
Under your bed
You were right, I am a scientist
A brain in perfect shape
Yeah, I'm still circling round those black holes
That you left here by mistake
It's not the sadness in your lies
Not the garden in your bright eyes
Not the angels or the past
Who claim it's light that makes things last
Oh mother, please don't worry
I still adore your hands
I saved some money for the weekend
God, I'm ready for your plans
I'm your lawyer, I'm your astronaut
Like Adrianne I left the ground
To swallow coins like your machines
Sure, I also love the sound
It's not the sadness in your lies
Not the garden in your bright eyes
Not the angels or the past
Who claim it's light that makes things last
As if shot by European snow
Lying awake I thought of you
I saved a coin for every hole
And l'm still waiting for God or ground control
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