Roaming on Concrete

Warm air on the concrete

tonight

We climb where the whole

town breathes

Sun on the rails,

fading slow Bottles sweat in a line of gold Bikes below and

the sirens bend We lean in close like the night’s our friend

Windows glow on the river side Shoes keep time and the roofs

are wide You say stay till the morning starts I feel the

kick in my chest and heart Higher now,

higher now

Hands up to the fading blue

Hold me where the skyline turns

Everything is coming through

Berlin on

the roof in the summer light Running with the beat till the

morning bright Turn that golden synthesizer to the sky

We are still alive,

we are

still

alive Berlin on the roof and the speakers ride Hearts in the

groove and the whole world wide

Let that golden synthesizer draw the line We are still alive,

we are still alive Heat on the brick and a soft white

shirt Laughter lands where the low ends work Friends drift in with

the late tram sound Every loose thought gets pulled around Smoke from

the food stall cuts the air Your red cup lifts and I

catch your stare No need to name what the moment means It

moves in waves through the pipes and beams Stay with me up

here Stay with me up here Summer on our skin Summer on

our skin

Berlin on the roof in the summer

light Running with the beat till the morning bright Turn that golden

synthesizer to the sky We

are still alive, we are still

alive Berlin on the roof and the speakers ride Hearts in the

groove and the whole world wide Let that golden synthesizer draw the

line We are still alive,

we are still alive Morning finds us where the night began Still

in the air, still in the air