Besedila:
I Am Kloot Avenue Of Hope

Along the avenue of hope The footsteps falter, the fingers grope And the days stretch out beneath the sun No one's born, no one dies No one loves, so

Along the avenue of hope The footsteps falter, the fingers grope and days, stretch out, beneath the sun No-one's born, and no-one dies, no-one lives,

: Along the avenue of hope The footsteps falter, the fingers grope and days, stretch out, beneath the sun No-one's born, and no-one dies, no-one lives