And the wind blows in new directions dear Andreas I feel yor pain and beauty It seems a little distant now but there's something in the suffering for you
The bridge is up, the ship has sailed A lifeboat is small, but still it's floating You head to shore and grab my tail and it doesn't matter where I pull you
And all your dearest loved ones join, one by one, your friends embrace you Your house is secure, your mother is sure that safe and well she'll find you
Mothers they seem like an ever ongoing theme alternating between affection and hatred
Still you and her are on this boat together and somehouw with your father And mothers seem to gently float easier than sons and daughters