So long Schopenhauer Songtext

von The Dostoyevskys

You know I understand you, you know I'm not like those
Who can't help themselves from switching off
In search of dull repose

For I can stand six thousand feet beyond the day
On Abraham's peak down below seems grey

Your stalking tendril fingertips
Have captured my unrest
And the wisdom of the words you wrote
Will soon be readdressed

From steeples high let us mouth his name
From the tallest trees we'll resurrect his claim

To the sea tomorrow, for I can stand
The shelter of this land no more

You know I've listened carefully
You know I've held my tongue
But I can't help from thinking
It's time to say so long

For I can stand six thousand feet beyond the day
On Abraham's peak down below seems grey