der marc als iPhone-Entwickler – das kann ja was werden

Following steps like water in lines
I can walk through the streets – but I can’t turn back in time
I imagine the life that I’m starting to leave
I open my mind and I start to believe

I buy me a drink, a whiskey on ice
It’ll help me to live but it won’t save my life
I’ve traveled so far from my great british home
I envy myself but I won’t feel alone

Which way should I turn?
Wanna see, wanna feel, wanna learn

The mystery blows, it’s hard and it’s cold — but it works