2 pm on a Sunday
It's the best day they say
Flat white, toasts, shower and black sneakers
I jump in a taxi, it's playing 80's music
Time has already stopped
Destination Ostbahnhof
The wall reminds me it was real
Once there was a West and an East
I used to be just a tourist
Until I gave you more than this
I see the line, I see the light
But inside it's always dark
Line is 2 or 3 hours long at least
And I am not even on the list
So I put on my famous smile
Are you playing today they say
It's been a while, I don't know why
And I don't bother, we belong forever
Destination Ostbahnhof
I just wanna dance alone
They let me in with no sticker on my phone
I know the deal, I know the score
No pictures inside Ostbahnhof
First stop at the wardrobe
You leave a tip you start to stroll
You raise your hands you wanna pray
You ARE in the techno temple
Electric power in the power plant
I am about to disconnect from who I am
Tequila shots in my throat
Orange and cinnamon
Stairways to heaven or hell
Step by step on The Bells
I climb my way to the top
And I stop
I take a deep a breath
I lived it a thousand times
It's always the same
Are you ready?