Borders Don't Matterhorn

There’s a season between seasons

I call it season nr. 5

When all reasons lose their demons

Dusty wishes turn to life

Dusty guessings turn to real life

Dusty dreamings turn to real life too

When I close my eyes

When I open my heart

lt’s getting windy in my brain

Coming and going like the ocean

And ancient calls sustain, sustain

I see sip of music touch of wine

Fingertips on glasses shine

She said it was mine

I drank it fast, tasted fine

Then I fell in those eyes

There’s a season between seasons

I call it season nr. 5

When all reasons lose their demons

Dusty wishes turn to life

Dusty guessings turn to real life

Dusty dreamings turn to real life too

Born to die to be reborn

Cause borders don’t matter

Born to die to be reborn

Cause borders don’t matterHorn

Sibyl of Delphi talk to me

Sibyl of Persia set me free

Sibyl of Libya show me all

Sibyl of Eritrea guide me there

Sibyl of Cumae

Take me everywhere

There’s a season between seasons

I call it season nr. 5

When all reasons lose their demons

Dusty wishes turn to life

Dusty guessings turn to real life

Dusty dreamings turn to real life too

I hear the doorbell ring

And the click of high-heeled shoes

Of a ‘starstruck mannequin’

I watch psychic TV and kill my

Girlfriend easily

Of course because of jealousy

Around the corner,

Let’s meet at half past noon

When the lines are open and the mind

ls just a little boat

Size of a silver spoon diving us down

To the moon

There’s a season between seasons

I call it season nr. 5

When all reasons lose their demons

Dusty wishes turn to life

Dusty guessings turn to real life

Dusty dreamings turn to real life too

Born to die to be reborn

Cause borders don’t matter

Born to die to be reborn

Cause borders don’t matterHorn

Sibyl of Delphi talk to me

Sibyl of Persia set me free

Sibyl of Libya show me all

Sibyl of Eritrea guide me there

Sibyl of Cumae

Take me everywhere