Platform Moon

A light on a platform Perfume of a secret The sound of scissors And a girl with a faint smile Moaning like a brick wall As she merges on the highway Could she be a doctor Or a light on a platform Every day I start new In the mask of the afternoon My history forgotten In the bottom of the ocean In the light of the platform moon I grew up by the highway She grew up by the sea She hears her name in the sound Of the waves But the ships hold a message For me I was born by the highway She´s got sand in her hair The lonely sounds of the traffic in The night Will never reach her there Woke up on a black beach With a face I didn´t recognize My history forgotten In the bottom of the ocean Everyday I start new Broken mast and abandoned crew Her mystery is rotting In the bottom of the ocean In the light of the platform moon I grew up by the highway She grew up by the sea She hears her name in the sound Of the waves But the ships hold a message For me I was born by the highway She´s got sand in her hair The lonely sounds of the traffic in The night Wïll never reach her there