가사: Church. Florian Trout.
Florian Trout was a distant boy
He lived in a very strange town
Where was he, you may well ask
When the widow's house burned down
I've seen his face in windows
His voice upon the wind
I felt his hand upon my shoulder
I felt like I had sinned
Take your time, make your way
Watch your step, watch your step
Searched for him in nightmares
I've been led through the dark
Postcards from a paradise
With shadows and with sharks
In the furtive gestures
In the lighting's flash
Over static airways
Detour round the crash
Take your time, make your way
Watch your step, watch your step
How deep is the deepest ocean
How high is the sky
You have love and sweet devotion
I wonder why can't I
Florian Trout was a brilliant mind
Gruesome in precision
Analytic like a knife
Sharp like an incision
Blue and purple in the night
He goes about his business
Seldom even looking out
Into the silver distance
Take your time, make your way
Watch your step, watch your step
Florian Trout was a distant boy
He lived in a very strange town
Where was he, you may well ask
When the widow's house burned down
I wonder how he feels right now
When evening shades are falling
Lonely in his capsule
With all of heaven calling
How deep is the deepest ocean
How high is the sky
You have love and sweet devotion
I wonder why can't I
He lived in a very strange town
Where was he, you may well ask
When the widow's house burned down
I've seen his face in windows
His voice upon the wind
I felt his hand upon my shoulder
I felt like I had sinned
Take your time, make your way
Watch your step, watch your step
Searched for him in nightmares
I've been led through the dark
Postcards from a paradise
With shadows and with sharks
In the furtive gestures
In the lighting's flash
Over static airways
Detour round the crash
Take your time, make your way
Watch your step, watch your step
How deep is the deepest ocean
How high is the sky
You have love and sweet devotion
I wonder why can't I
Florian Trout was a brilliant mind
Gruesome in precision
Analytic like a knife
Sharp like an incision
Blue and purple in the night
He goes about his business
Seldom even looking out
Into the silver distance
Take your time, make your way
Watch your step, watch your step
Florian Trout was a distant boy
He lived in a very strange town
Where was he, you may well ask
When the widow's house burned down
I wonder how he feels right now
When evening shades are falling
Lonely in his capsule
With all of heaven calling
How deep is the deepest ocean
How high is the sky
You have love and sweet devotion
I wonder why can't I