Text: Psychotic Waltz. Haze One.

Now we're on the road
The freeze is coming on
Everyone is sleeping now
The first on to bed, but the last to leave my head
So I burn another number down
And as I'm laying down I'm wondering
Where are all the people now
Where is all the screaming crowd
And as I bring on what's inside of me
I know it's quite a dream
Burn the candles down
As we're pulling out of town
Pass the haze around
Talk about the show
Got another less to go

Hey,what did you think about the sound ?
Cold November's got me burning down
Cold November's got me ember burning down
Now my ears are ringing
I don't mind the sound
Concerned about my singing
Cause the cold can bring it down
East Berlin to Austria
How much further now ?
I hope it is a long way
I have to sleep before the day