Große Welt

by Sfir

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released July 17, 2015

Written and Produced by Sfir
Mixed by Max Stern
Mastered by Alain @ Calyx Mastering

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Track Name: Bodies
They will prostitute you for all you're worth,
(and) will be sunning themselves on whitest beaches,
When you end up in rehab, keep your words,
You will find yourself alone, very alone

And they will prostitute you for all you're worth
Ably make you think it's what you wanted,
And you will continue to run without reserve,
Until you turn over the floor of your apartment

They will prostitute you for all you're worth,
(and) will be tanning themselves on blistering sand,
on a sunny daydream, you will observe,
You can't move your hands, so cut them off

And would you be prepared to manacle my wrists?
Leave me back in my room solely with a last kiss.

My body is your body (Ciara)
Track Name: (Der Geruch von) Große Welt
All the small things carve me out
a pipe dream is not enough
all the time I'm looking for the pieces
my life has to consist of

if the barren squid pets my head
I can hear you talk to me
share what you're looking at
your mind is free and always will be

Tell me who's asleep all night?
I just want to be a bit outside
Take the right lens and your life
Is magic and handsome.

Tut es weh, wenn du Tränen vergießt,
Ist es notwendig, dass du mich liebst?
All die Dinge sind so wohl sortiert
Es bleibt die Spinne, die die Fäden zieht

All the small things carve me out
there's no bigger meaning
a thought begins to sprout
it's a contagious feeling

The wide net doesn't catch them all.
I'm hanging on to a weak string
Our bond will tear apart
As long as you can't give me something

Wir sind jung, wir sind schön,
Wir woll'n die große Welt sehen
Track Name: Lunar
There’s one small step for a man,
A giant leap into the dark.
Their eyes stay unforgotten
yet a thousand miles apart.
Numb in my cage
I watch the stars through glass.
Are they long gone
or yet to pass?

A step needs an hour,
one thought a day.
I describe countless circles
in silver dunes like in a prayer.
I breath in, breath out, tied up to the ground
while the machine remains its annoying sound
planet Earth is blue, there's something we can do
while the machine remains

So go on for another lonely star
just to forget the morass from afar

The break bites I gain weight again.
Well known lights are passing by
The cage still on a mission
moves like driftwood in the tide.
Numb in my belt
I look into red eyes.
Are they long gone
or my own lies

A step needs an hour,
one mile a day
I describe countless circles
on a white face I need to stay
I breath in, breath out, tied up to the ground
while the machine remains its annoying sound
planet Earth is blue, there's something we can do
while the machine remains

So go on for another lonely star
to see the waves collide from afar
abiotic bones lost on a lonely star
just to forget the mess we are
Track Name: Firs
When I alight from the train
the real voyage just begins
to drain me
Still in search of correlations
i observe it's not enough
people see me on a basis
it's my visage i've lost

I cannot stand, the seats are taken
warm sweat covers upturned faces
awry looks from gloomy places
all these memories awaken
Still in search of contradictions
the ceiling falls on anxious faces
i have to maintain relations
one world, one love, no nations

Something rises in my throat
a fear that i can't track
i retained my attitude
but the hand doesn't turn back
Track Name: Im Westen nichts Noise
Thousand steps told me to crawl backwards,
you will fall the next time trust me
Thousand yonder voices in the backyard
they remind me of troubled waters

Thousand steps told me to crawl backwards,
you end up running in circles
Thousand windows bending, almost bursting
They've got to keep their distance

In a photograph I've seen
what we call vacuity
And everything we know
In the meantime it's getting old,
a dream of ageless treat
What a promise used to be?
Just the grey remains
so i have to give up

Thousand steps told me to turn around,
only one man never gives up
Thousand places we will never know
They will crash between your thoughts

Thousand steps told me to crawl backwards,
you will fall the next time trust me
Thousand blank lines you will leave behind
and no one will ever read it
Thousand phrases never will be pronounced
The reason why we are enraged
Thousand steps told me to crawl backwards,
you will fall the next time trust me