Find Out On Your Own

words and music by Udo Klopke

You call me up to tell me that
You say you can´t remember what will last of us
Will we be rembered then, a hero or a common man
What lasts of us

Can you keep a secret, will you promise not to tell?
Will your lips be sealed ´bot this for sure?
You like to know a little mor but in the end:

All I do know ist hat I don´t know, I am sur ´bout nothin more
So I guess you´ll have to find out on your own

We met each other once again
You told me you where wiser, then
But are you?
Chimpansees or Aliens, born again or mabe of Sand
A Place, a Home

Everey answer seems tob e a question in itself
A Certanty´s for them but not for you
You really like to know a little more, but in the end

All I do know ist hat I don´t know, I am sur ´bout nothin more
So I guess you´ll have to find out on your own