written by B.Kühlen (2012)
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now the hot heydays are here
in the salty air so clear
in the perfect bright sunshine
wasting time
while a breeze cools down our skin
with some whisky cokes and gin
we will start our next decline
wasting time
so we cruise across the land
of dried out fields and sand
and there’s nothing on our minds
wasting time
down the beaches at the sea
another wave of liberty
in the last bar we could find
wasting time
like a loss of impurity
with a touch of eternity
and it’s some kind of mystery
it feels good anyway to me
one more day in this warm sublime
one more day to be redefined
one more day of a new divine
that’s the way to waste some time
waste some time
wasting time
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