Stephan Eicher - Walking lyrics

Like a wrecking ball we rolled through this town Into the teeth of it's contented smile Like a snake we crawled across it's feet They witched in sleep The city dreamed two drunk men walking We were hungry and the trees were bare We spat on their roots until our mouths were dry If it promised to end this nameless emptiness It went in our mouths The city dreamed of two fire eaters But if not for just one word from a friend By chance or by design I would have broken my neck On some dark stone steps Singing "any town , is a good place to die" Afraid of the kiss of getting burned on the lips I lean just close enough to light my cigarette I climb the steps with the key to my room My hands are warm My pockets are full of stolen fire Like a fisT he arcs through ancient dust Into the jaws of the beast the chrome and the rust Like a Saint who turned his back on one kind word He seldom sleeps The radio, plays a drunk man walking