Ice Rink in Berlin

He saw her there in her sailor suit

Military cut, high white boot

On the screen her crisp blond hair

Shimmering yellow, real and fair

Hold that the chaos at the edge of your eyes

That lies beyond the corner of vision

Hold back the chaos at the edge of her eye

That lies beyond the corner of vision

Penetrate your psyche

Hold down the past

Feel it in your fingers

The future never lasts

Ice rink in Berlin