We want the deep,
We want the high,
In every second of the life
We choose the best,
Just right now,
That's the way we've learned so far
Singing on the top of the Gherkin,
Puzzling the world with heavy words
Flirting with dirt,
Smelling your best friend's skin
Singing on the top of the Gherkin,
Puzzling the world with heavy words
Flirting with dirt,
Smelling your best friend's skin
Sometimes it feels like sand running through your fingers, Following the tic tac of the clock
And demons shaking your heart on the beat beat of you
Highly pressured blood
And a glass of full bodied wine is suddenly
Blurring the horizon
Making your strong ideals
Fall apart...
Singing on the top of the Gherkin,
Puzzling the world with heavy words
Flirting with dirt,
Smelling your best friend's skin
Singing on the top of the Gherkin,
Puzzling the world with heavy words
Flirting with dirt,
Smelling your best friend's skin
Cry, cry, cry,
Sometimes silence is stronger than words
Oh oh, fly, fly, fly,
To the infinite depth of the world
Singing on the top of the Gherkin,
Puzzling the world with heavy words
Flirting with dirt,
Smelling your best friend's skin
Singing on the top of the Gherkin,
Puzzling the world with heavy words
Flirting with dirt,
Smelling your best friend's skin
And the innocent look of a new born boy
Ignoring the next bored generation
And the innocent look of a new born boy
Ignoring the next bored generation
And the innocent look of a new born boy
Ignoring the next bored generation
And the innocent look of a new born boy
Ignoring the next bored generation
Singing on the top of the Gherkin,
Puzzling the world with heavy words
Flirting with dirt,
Smelling your best friend's skin
Singing on the top of the Gherkin,
Puzzling the world with heavy words
Flirting with dirt,
Smelling your best friend's skin