State of Grace

You know it makes no difference

Whether we talk or not

And it's much harder going in there sometimes

And jumping down from the top

But if you talk to me

I will listen to you

With my eyes, my ears, my heart

'til we both reach a state of grace

I will pull you out of the mud of secrets

'til we both trust the coast is clear

Information kept to yourself is

Information breeding danger

Breeding danger

You know it makes no difference

If you remember times that I forgot

Sometimes we need nostalgia

But there's a need for not

Taking consciousness for granted

I need to hear your core self

So don't expect me to give into it

I don't want to go back there

My senses would not work

'til we both reach a state of grace

I will pull you out of the mud of secrets

'til we both trust the coast is clear

Information kept to yourself is

Information breeding danger

Breeding danger

Wenn Du mit mir sprichst

Ich will Dein tiefstes Inneres verstehen

Aber verlange nicht, dass ich Dir nachgebe

Du weisst, dass es keinen Unterschied macht

Ob wir miteinander sprechen oder nicht