Die Geschichte Einer Mutter

the reptiles escaped, who said `booh'? was it me, but who then was
I? what made them fear? it's dark and it's cold, and
I feel so old
I'm going down
I'm going down to chase some reptiles so autonomic and you interupt my dream you interrupt me my old brainstem is talking and you interrupt my dream you interrupt me the kites fly up high,
I'm free,
I run but from heaven fall the bluebirds they hit the ground the sun warms my face, and
I feel it ain't the end for all the living, it ain't no end for the living, no! my intuition and you interrupt my dream you interrupt me deep in here it is hidden and you interrupt my dream you interrupt me you woke me up,
I'm forgetting and you interfere you interrupt my dream it's so autonomic...