Closterkeller
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My tightrope dance begins again...
Something comes back to me even when I think
that it died a long time ago
Against my will, it pulls me towards
Which I don't know anymore
And where have I been before
And so my tightrope dance begins...
A good memory kills your guilt
When I wait in fear and hope
I'm a little afraid to get on the rope again
I look down
And then I laugh and laugh
And that's how my tightrope dance begins...