Beatenberg M3
Plungin' through the night on the M3
All things in life can't tempt me
A point on the curve of the M3
I go wherever it sends me
Divided avenue
The path of least resistance
Connecting me and you
The world is wet
My mind is in a fog
So is the mutual wielding
Until our dying love
Two clarinets
Late afternoon on the M3
I glide alone so gently
Treetops, unreachable memories
Concrete and climbing ivy
It's easy to be hard
On yourself and on others
Visions of [?]
My ornamental problems
BMW, BWV
W. Mozart, can't follow three
Blue gums billow from sea to salty sea
Wind over the waterfront, weather weep for me
Cruisin' on the oil-green M3
All things in life can't tempt me
[?] this road that bends me
How could you reinvent me?
