A Handful Of Darkness - Alphaville

Take a look at that child — living in a zone of war

It could be yours or mine but not for very long

For now it’s judgement’s day, tonite it will be killed

But maybe in your dreams it comes around again

To tell you lovely things about a paradise

Where everything is clean and everybody’s nice

And everything is love and everything is light

Where Mom and Papa wait to kiss you good night

Oh mighty Jesus, where is the sky?

Where is that great wide open

Where I used to fly?

Where went my strength and anger

Who takes the blame?

Are we just lost in life — without an aim?

Oh mother Mary, where have we gone?

So far away from you and from the sun

I send you all my love

In a handful of darkness

And all the things you’ve done

And all the things you’ve seen

And all the books you’ve read

Are spinning in your head

And every time you leave and every time you stay

You’ll always turn around and think about the day

There’s not much we can do There’s not much we could say

It’s all about the things we do from day to day

And all the things we’ve done

And all the things we’ve seen

And all the books we’ve read

Stay somewhere in our heads

Oh mighty Jesus, where is the sky?

Where is that great wide open

Where I used to fly?

Where went my pride and courage

Who takes the blame?

Are we just lost in hate — without an aim?

Oh mother Mary, where have I gone?

So far away from home and from the sun

I send you all my hopes

In a handful of darkness

Just take a look at that child…