Testo Back To France

Levelling the spirits across the boarders in our brain Travelling through scenes up and down again Holding up the roots by cutting down the tree Friendship is the harbour but freedom is the sea But whenever you feel fucked up in the hood The alien in the mirror lost and misunderstood Remembering the beauty of historical romance Driving far away Driving back to France The fact that for most questions answers you have found Makes You fight the silence by living in the sound And whenever you´re messed up there is yet another chance Of leaving all these voices By going back to France Welcome back to France I was driving through your hometown, couldn´t believe this is the place In that you use to be another brick another face With the same old problems the same eternety The same strange marriage between love and superficiality In eternety Far away from Germany Is a place where You´ll be free Welcome back to France