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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?