Melchior watches Adeleh grow up, reminiscing on his own childhood.
lyrics
mad horses trampling in the market place
smashed brigade, smashed brigade
hoofprints on your stomach, how does steel taste?
does it taste, does it taste?
newspaper flyers to flying all over the place
like smoke on a cloudy day
smiles spread among a thousand lies,
not red or gold, just blind and white
crumpled on the floor,
you iron yourself out,
take a broken stick
and write on the ground:
sixteen years of being run down,
it's all the same
ten year's of holding another's face,
i can't be sane
25 words and 25 children
you don't claim, you don't claim
can you keep the pace?
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