Beer and Chocolate Bars

Follow the feet of the hundred year old man
They follow that track and shake their pickaxe
I would not like to be them
Weaving and lost
The language you toss from the car
Yellow lights and cars
Beer and chocolate bars
When all of the nerves you thought you’d lost come back
There’s nothing to do about the burning
You just wait for it to pass
Impossibly romantic
The sea with no one
Through the static
The tape that sings «love goes on»
Weaving and lost
The language you toss from the car
Yellow lights and cars
Beer and chocolate bars