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