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18
Jan
Here I am, standing tall, keep my face up to the wall.
Tear it down, stone by stone. No-one there, I am alone.
Now the rift is open wide, far away I see a light.
Try to reach it though it’s fading, then it’s gone and I’m still waiting.
This song’s for the pain that I can’t live without.
I’m standing in the rain but cannot see a cloud.
A king without a crown, a dog without a bone.
For the rest of my life I walk alone.
I’m on a path, it’s glowing blue and runs through black, cannot see through.
I try to turn, but there’s no way, so I walk on, there’s no delay.
So many roads I could’ve gone, but there’s no time, so carry on.
I realize by trying to strife: This twisted path here is my life.
This song’s for the pain that I can’t live without.
I’m standing in the rain but cannot see a cloud.
A king without a crown, a dog without a bone.
For the rest of my life I walk alone.
Every day that life is grey, like the sky, way up high
Walk on by, let me fly to find my home.
I am a mind without a face and all the faces that I chase,
They are not me but they are you. I cannot see, but I still do.
This song’s for the pain that I can’t live without.
I’m standing in the rain but cannot see a cloud.
A king without a crown, a dog without a bone.
For the rest of my life I walk alone.
18
Jan
This is all that’s left of me, a lovesick fool that just can’t see.
When I should fight I just retreat and now I’m mourning my defeat.
I know these words are made of steel, they come too hard, they feel too real.
I lost my thoughts and lost my words, in every single part it hurts.
Whatever I decide to do and whether or not my skin turns blue
I am one of the eldest fools, live in a dream where sadness rules.
But in this grief I’m not alone, me and my friend we share the throne.
So brothers in failure we are, the soul just gets another scar.
And I’m so tired I can’t sleep for misery is running deep.
Perhaps I may go for a ride, the light seems dark on the other side.
The light seems bright.
18
Jan
So here I am, I’m all alone.
I’m sitting here since you have gone.
I wonder if you think of me.
Don’t care about my misery.
Your heart’s in chaos, and so is mine.
I suppose we need just a little time.
Time to know what’s right and wrong.
Don’t think of me, just be strong.
I’ll be fine, just need a rest.
I think for us it’s just the best
To be just friends and not in love.
How can I get that damn thing off?
You gave me more than you might know.
I tried to give it back somehow.
Oh, but I failed, what can I do?
I wrote a song, this one’s for you.
No sorrow, no pain.
Nothing is in vain.
So keep your head up high
And let those clouds go by.
I wonder how you feel today.
I hope you’re fine back on your way.
I cannot find another rhyme.
But I will never forget our time.
18
Jan
Hey you, don’t you know that I’m a very good channel on your radio?
They say, now is today, but I’m the only one here and I suppose that’s okay.
Do you know that over there is the only happy world and it’s coming near?
I’ve got to go and no-one will mind, but I’ll be coming ’round as soon as I find the time.
I would guide you anywhere, even to heaven and hell, you know I don’t care.
So come with me and I take you there and we’ll be swimming in the sea ’til the sky is near.
So we do. I love you. You don’t know, that’s good somehow.
I missed your train, the clock’s too late and only two hours to go and we still wait.
Do you know I just met god? We smiled at each other and that was good.
Then he walked away and I haven’t got a clue of what the hell I was supposed to do.
No-one talks now, all asleep. I’m the only one who wakes and the way’s still steep.
I’m so low, I better go, even though all I know seems to be good somehow.
I’m wasting my time sitting here writing songs which nobody will want to hear.
What shall I do? I’m so confused and the splinters of my life are all I’ve got to lose.
Can’t hear the music they play so loud, I feel so down and out I just want to shout.
Sighing again I take up my pen and finish writing this verse to come to an end.
Happy but poor, but that’s okay, I’m not the only one who is led astray.
Take up my guitar, music’s like a scar and what the hell am I trying to say?
18
Jan
Heaven could not hold you, you walked beneath the sun
Standing in the lights, now these times are gone
You’re hiding in the shadows, you’re living in the dark
And when you hear the song of the lark.
Fallen angel, afraid to fly,
Fallen angel, look at the sky!
The skies are clouded, but can you hear?
They say the dawn is drawing near.
They ask what was your sin, they don’t know how it hurts.
You claim for no misdeed, they don’t believe your words.
And now you’re led astray, you’re branded with the mark,
So listen to the song of the lark.
Fallen angel, afraid to fly,
Fallen angel, look at the sky!
The skies are darkened, cover your fear
And you’re assured, night is here.
You failed, that’s your mistake. You nearly got it made.
The sun shone on your face, you vanished into shade.
Your story’s just like mine, so long a time ago.
And I sing for you the song of the owl.
Fallen angel, afraid to fly,
Fallen angel, look at the sky!
You choose to go, the night went by.
You did not know, that way you die.
Fallen angel, afraid to fly,
Fallen angel, look at the sky!
The morning’s dusk ended the night,
For me there’s just eternal twilight.
18
Jan
Leave alone the lonely, leave alone the the pain.
Leave alone the sorrow, everything’s in vain.
The truth’s standing before me, bare to the bone.
I can’t stand to look at it, just leave me alone!
I’m undertow, I’m down and out, I cry, I scream, I whisper, I shout.
All those words I want to say of all the things I’m feeling today.
And all the faces that I see and all those eyes that stare at me.
And all these people talk to me, they are not what they are to be.
And the sky is crying, heaven’s open.
I’m laying, I’m broken.
And the rain that falls, falls on my tears
Is the only witness to my fears.
A sadnessstream, the emptiness,
A sorrowocean, words cannot express.
Outside it’s damp, a cold grey morn,
An Azrael has just been born.
A questionlake, clouds on my mind,
Is this the life of another kind.
I need control, it slips away,
The dawn is here, another day.
And the rain is falling, soaking the ground.
I’m looking for answers that cannot be found.
What to begin? I don’t have a clue.
Where from, where to, what shall I do?
What is right, what is wrong,
Who is weak and who is strong,
What is good, what is bad,
Who is sane and who is mad?
What is love, what is hate,
Who is early, who is late,
What is black, what is white,
Which is dark and which is light?
What is truth, what is lie,
How to laugh and how to cry,
How to run, how to rest,
What’s the worst and what’s the best?
What is yours, what is mine,
What is space, what is time,
Which is sorrow, which is pain,
Which is snow and which is rain?
What is new, what is old,
What is hot, what is cold,
How to swim, how to drown,
Why to worry, why to frown?
What to do, what to say,
Which is stone and which is clay,
Tell me true, tell me why,
Why to live and why to die?
Look up, look up, take a look at the sky.
And see, can you see, clouds are going to die.
A crack in heaven, a ray of light,
Ends the darkness of the deepest night.
This is the truth, all what is mine:
It can’t rain all time.
01 Gebrochen Flüstert Dunkelheit
Gefror’nes Rätsel hinter Reim, Verlesung ungeschrieb’ner Worte.
Fällt wie Asche in den Raum hinein auf Verse, die ich horte.
Wie Schwerkraft wirkt die Weisheit, sie zieht mich hinunter, hält mich fest.
Und ich weiß: Je heller der Schein, desto schneller verbrennt der Rest.
Die Türen auf dem Feld sind fort und niemand findet sie mehr dort.
Vom Tor zwischen den Bäumen hier berichtet man mit keinem Wort.
Und uns’re Straßen sind verlassen, bitt’rer Wind hält Wunder weit.
Und jeder Schritt ist eine neue Reise in die Dunkelheit.