(Hinkel & Freudenthaler)
The waitress is cleaning the bar
It's two in the morning
She offers some coffee to me
Turns the radio on
The caster is selling his voice to the night
The coffee gets cold in a while
The old man beside me is gone
He showed me a blueprint
Of a house he would build
With the money he never could save
His father was buried down by the sea
Once he was younger than me
Why am I sad today
Why am I on the way
Down to the border
Not over the line