we live in a cyborg dimension
clang clang/response fades away
we take small steps towards the Moon
saxophone bangs & shapes twirl in red and blue
we like this life & our drinks
superficial pogo on a standing podium
poetry in the room as teenagers dream rhymes
we are beautiful, Meine Damen und Herren,
beautiful as champagne glasses
serene in dark corners of the club
we are in love at a pop concert
Blaue Augen, dance for me once more,
we are going to visit Vienna by night
in silver taxis.