WHERE THE STREETS HAVE NO NAME NE XIV.5.1.4 [Backward story structure]
We hug goodbye at Mannheim’s sunset
Time and Truth atop the sculpture
Grass and daisies, massive fountain
Wander to Paradeplatz
We eat kebabs, bright red with pepper
Where’s a park? I’m bored of concrete
“Listen to this,” she said. Rammstein ist Deutschland she said.
Es ist nicht gut, dass der Mensch allein sei [x2]
Strolling in the sunshine
Listening to Rammstein
In the heart of Mannheim
Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
That seemed like a bad idea
“Come up to my flat for tea?”
She mocked “You smile at everyone”
I smiled and said “Selamat pagi”
Tattoos, nose ring, Rammstein shirt
She saunters from Trust Bodymod
Es ist nicht gut, dass der Mensch allein sei [x2]
CH
Tags spray-painted on the pillars
I walked back to-ward the Marktplatz
Plants and posters in the windows
It was now a hair salon
Friends said deals at Ehret Musik
I rode the bus to Mannheim Marktplatz