Front 242 - Operating Tracks lyrics

Standing so tall The ground behind No trespa**ers On every floor A garden swing And another door She makes it clear That everything is hers A place of abode Not far from here Ms. Van de Veer All that belongs to No one sees Curtains that waver When evening falls Enclosed by fences Smothered by wood Who stands behind The shadows of the trees A place of abode Not far from here Ms. Van de Veer Standing so tall But no one sees No trespa**ers Whan evening falls A garden swing Smothered by wood She makes it clear The shadows of the trees