1 + 1 (Konrad Lenz)
	With your broken speech And your masculine eyes And your endless loss And your endless lies   With your voice that calls And your world that winds And these days that stagger The ties that bind   The weight of the world Shifts from shoulder to shoulder And salvation seems A little bit closer   I like talking to you You like talking to me And time's standing still In this luxury   With your mouth like sin You speak like a ghost And your pictures they touch Something deeper than most   With your voice like dreams And your broken wing And your mind like a well And what's under your skin   The weight of the world Shifts from shoulder to shoulder And salvation seems A little bit closer   20 Sept 01