You may know that kind of telling
About a man, let’s call him Kevin
Got blue-eyed sight and he’s humble, too
Not the brightest light that’s ever shone
Goin’ one step forward, two steps back
Step into the next sand-trap
He’s the one who turns the switch on
While he stumbles, or he’s on the run
The spot light’s on him and they’re chanting Kevin
Blast dreams away and let’s deal with the devil
15 minutes dreaming of fame
A shine of glory turns into blame
15 Minutes become a shame
A common bloke just remains the same
Things, they shine from afar
Pale down, the closer we are
An ocean full of cheers
Turns into a broth of bad fears
Things, we had done
Haunted us like a tail of a dog
We had brewed, so we must drink
15 minutes dreaming of fame
A shine of glory turns into blame
15 Minutes become a shame
A common bloke just remains the same
credits
from Last Gas Till The Moon,
track released September 9, 2019
Didi Kälin, Bruno Amstad, Hans-Peter Pfammatter, Achim Escher, Stefan Mattig, Christoph Schorro