„As I enter the main room,
I see the tables all across.
I see sharp dressed men and women,
Lifelong winners that don't mind a loss.
And I end up in the back next to bathrooms, emergency exits and bins
And as I pull down the handle of this trusty thief,
I hear the liberating sound of small change hammering down on tin.
I see numbers covered by money
And money covered in sweat
And as I strive past all the missed turns in my life
Heads turn from here to the wheels of roulette.
And It feels like I'm the only one in here,
To appreciate this slight feeling of fear,
To lose it all to destiny and fate,
Apathy, exhaustion, love or hate“.
credits
from Burden Calls,
released October 8, 2015
Organ by Philipp Bernsteiner
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