It's such a pity, really...
Such an awful shame
Born in the same time and place
Yet so far away..
In the grand scheme of things
We're but a mere footstep away
We're so close to each other
Yet so far away..
Grown in the same world
But somehow they are two
We are both the same
Yet so far away..
Lonely.. I know.. Me too..
My thoughts are with you
We'll meet up tonight
When we sleep and dream
I hope...

I got a girl and she’s a wreck!
she’s chaos and she’s crack,
a living angel with a wicked soul!
a precious stone that shines dusk and dawn

She’s in a fuss, she can’t sleep
she weeps in her dream,
distressed from man’s (ugly) pest
that thorned up her flower crest

But i can’t help, cuz i’m far away
but baby trust me that one day
I’ll move mountains and be there!
Clean all the filth and bump your heart
so you can blossom into the,
most beautiful ever thing..

Your smile will be the sun
making everybody fuzzy and warm
your calm will be the moon
faintly whispering passion’s storm
embracing all that’s right and wrong

Out of the shadow that clouds your star,
you’ll not need heaven, not need hell,
you’ll have me and you’ll have you,
doing all that fills up,
that hole, in your soul,
wearing the crown all day long
by my side like Bonnie and Clyde.

Even though we are lost to eachother now,
I quite often think of what you did for me and how.
Even though I am all ripe and grown now,
I quite often think of when I was a fragile little boy on your stripped white gown.
I was lone, forgotten, broken and ****** up,
and you taught me that I have knees, that I can stand, run and show the world that I also have a "me"
Even though I am standing now,
I quite often thank you with a thought.
The image, I built for and from you, showed me a path, I am grateful to walk.
I still hold value in our values back then,
even though we've grown over them.
I quite often wish without a second thought,
and never with a doubt,
that everytime I see you again,
I see that same smile on your face from back then.
Thank you,
My companion in thought, my friend,
for birthing me for the second time back then.

Eight plus two rotating specks
Revolve around their counter-specks,
And possible is all we see and hear,
All the blue and green and the air we breathe.
The food we eat, the crap we ****,
It all goes around,
Everywhere around our pale blue dot.
A carbon-based meaty crumbs,
We make a men-made blanket all over the surface of our pale blue dot..
But, it's getting hot..
Let's not turn our greasy green carbon-based life into ash and dust.
For we are hope and a wonder made in light,
Let's cure our planet called Dirt.
And then let's go out to space and make others like Earth.
Let's move forward,
And be seen out in the stars' open sight.
Let us be galactic species, all good and right,
Glorified in eternal height.

Rooted in my howling void,
Where am I? It’s empty, I’m devoid.
I’m lost, in this chasm trapped.
Why? Oh, why did this mess in me I kept?
A monster lies with me.
Its shadow on mine is tied.
It grows, eating me piece by piece.
Together we coincide.
I’m not gone, on his fangs I spit.
I’m also feeding on it.
What is this that is within?
I’m in me with my evil twin.

Chained by a chain.
I’m waiting in vain,
bothered by pain,
it’s hard to maintain,
harder to explain.
The same I can not remain.
Definetly, I’m going insane.
I’m not walking the same lane.
It’s not the same rain.
It is not so clean and plain..
I’m shadowed by feign,
that gives me a big **** stain.
I can not attain,
I can not obtain,
I can not retain
my now twisted sane.
Oh, it’s so inhumane,
I’m going profane,
I’m turning mundane.
What? Oh, what am I doing to my last grain?
In me live Abel and Cain.
This monster I can’t restrain,
it hits me over and over like a train.
It continues it’s reign…
I can not regain
the long lost ripped up rein.
No more do I pertain.
This monster I can’t get slain!

Will you hear this song I made for,
for the man that wanted more?
He’s been the one that keeps the rows,
he’s the one that promised to never break his vows.
The man that stands on the gate,
the one that thought that could twist fate,
he’s been the one that holds his ground,
knowing he is punched round by round.
For the better good he kept it all,
he thought that meant strong, he stood tall.
He never pinched, he never let out,
never screamed, he didn’t shout.
He’s the man that kept the bubble from bursting out.
But now, now something’s changed.
Now all he can see is that he is caged.
He has seen now that he’s been pressed and pressed.
He has seen now all the things that got him messed.
A locked animal constantly whipped,
his heart is dark, from the inside-out it is ripped.
The one that floats,
the one that thought to take all roads,
he’s been laying on the lake,
with nothing more to give or take.
The dark waters echo from underneath,
the sun shines, fills him with heat.
He broke off from the strings,
all he can hear now is how the bell rings.
The man has seen now that more is not what he needs.
All will come if from the soul he does his deeds.
More is not anymore, that which he wants to seek.
Everything is the same, looking from the peak.
The man that was stone and hard leather,
he now simply lays on the water, light as a feather.

Oh god, I can not see.
It’s all starting to get blurry to me.
Face to face, everything’s the same,
it seems I’m out of the game.
There is no diffrence between right and wrong.
This is not the same old happy song.
Walking the street,
don’t know who to greet.
They’re all moving sticks,
as long as m’ clock ticks.
Maybe there’s something good,
’cause I don’t got no more mood.
Lost my inner goose,
got nothing to lose.
All the gates are shut,
working on my gut.
This somehow might be right,
but I’m still losing my sight.

As the ripe of night passes by
he lays on his back and looks to the sky.
His eyes, shivering, turn to her face;
Covering her gently, fixing his gaze.
Staring back in the broad open he thinks
of how this creature came to be next to him.
He runs his fingers from her thigh to cheek
and he counts all the stars reflected in her pale, ivory-hued skin.
A cascade of raven black curls rain down her neck,
they wildly gallop across her slender white back.
Contrary, and just as the Sun rays in darkness alone;
Her photo-negative palette, a universe of its own.
She's a creation delicate, painted in colors opposite to the night;
She almost seems like she'd been chosen to be,
long before the stars gave birth to their light.

As dawn comes by,
even before sunrise, she lights up the sky.
He has never seen something so beautiful,
as that slow waking, oh her eyes!
No other sight in this world could feed his gaze
like that half-woken confused look, oh her milky face!
Her body rustling, her arms tingling, a voice silken,
she tries to speak - husky and brittle, oh her crimson lips!
And as she whispered, still slightly in her dreams,
he silently chuckled and praised all,
all that stardust since the birth of time,
for gathering for but a moment, into life,
for gathering into something so rare,
so rare, this girl and her wild untamed hair.

My body, numb, weighing on the floor,
not listening to me, drowned in the corner;
It stares in the dim wall, doesn’t move,
while the fingers crawl towards the half-open door.

Time, sun and shame,
cracked the wall, dripping colorful sweat;
Wallpaper ripped, shivers freely in the air,
as wind whistles from the cracked window frame.

The singing window crack,
for a moment, lights the wallpaper dark damp;
One over the other, they perfectly fit,
only for a second, the sun can’t wait.

A scratched blurry flower,
from long ago, rests on the wall;
Paints color to the tears, from the crack that fall.

The rotten wood on the window frame,
from long ago, it’s eaten away;
Dry rotten specks, from the crack on the wind sway.

In light, dust and drops one become,
the sun looks, so a vapor wave in the air it is shook;
It fills the room with smell of life and bloom;
Two cracks, one become;
And all they get, is a light a day.

Not the first thing to come to mind
Hidden in the back of your head,
A fragment of once passed,
I am almost forgotten.

Not that I ever knew much about
The touch of your breath or how it felt.
Stripped from presence, I only knew,
From a far what I felt and saw.

Day after day, every next day's the same.
You with your own, and me on my way.
Rarely, and not lately, our paths intersect.
And you, don't have a clue, that you live in my head.

Just so you know -
I don't mean to persuade, ******, flatter,
Or somehow try to appear to you and start to matter.
My image for you is of something greater.
It's an unfeedable hunger,
An irresistible need, a longing,
And nothing other.

It's just that the thoughts of you
Bring calmness and create
Bits of tranquility in my mind,
Where I find solace, help and companionship in thought.

And on those rare moments where I glimpse in your life
I spend my day with a grin,
Because I get to taste yours,
A second life, other than mine,

Sometimes, I am even jealous for how distant we are.
But that's how you grew on me, and that's all we are.
You grew roots on my loneliness from very very far.
You grew together with my experience, me growing up.
You hold ground only in the world, that borders nothing but my skull.
It's really nothing much, don't mind it all, at all.
I don't think I'd ever get involved in your real life after all.
You're just a highly improbable wish, I'm not quite sure I wish.
You're a daydream, you're a thought,
A flyby memory, a comfort imaginary.
My muse, my fairytale,
In my perfect deck, you're in the back of every card.
The face on my cereal box.
Your image pumps together with my heart.

My current thoughts in my head and all that I am
That nobody sees but me
One day will be equal
With all that is real and ever will
When all is gone and rocks are sand
Reality and me, we will both be the same
Both equally dead, both equally real
And that thought makes me disturbingly calm

I'm making you more beautiful than you are, aren't I?
Until the next time I see you, and I say hi.

Playing it over and over in my head.
For a shimmer what you did and said.
For a moment what you waved around.
It got sealed up tight and sound.
Like from a crime scene I got it all.
All subliminal ticks, however small.
I knew when you saw me in that hall.
When I saw you in that room against that wall.
That was the moment I was hungry for.
I knew whatever happens, I'd be hungry more.
The instant you presence near me was taken.
I knew that I'd be dealing with a break in.
You robbing from my thinking space.
My thoughts building your perfect face.
For days after we've met in that place.
I'd think of your pristine grace.
What you held in those moments few.
Behind those eyes pearly two.
Of the breathlessness I hazed myself into.
Did you see me like I saw you?
I hate holding on to hope and belief.
But that's all I have now, reveries, reality is a thief.
Until and if you ever tell me your side.
The wall will stay up, our thoughts never collide.
But did you, did you notice me all over the place?
How I puppy-eyed your sunbathed face.
How we both warmly occupied that space.
Impatience will now eat away my days.
For the next time I see your face.
Will I be out of this exit-less maze?
Get me out, please let me hear your voice.
One more time by chance's choice.
Now with the remnant flickers I've gathered.
Of those memories chaotically scattered.
And processing turned up to eleven.
I'm half-present in my every twenty-four seven.
Working on what should be, could be, would be.
Did you, do you, will you, remember me?

Until the next time I see you and say hi, again.

I knew this cat
With this stupid moustache
And this stupid round head
I'm writing this out to
To bid you farewell

This wild cat you see
Got found on some field
Under the shade of an oily tractor
By this tractor-rider wannabe
Cat adopting girl

I've been with this cat
Less than a handful of times
Shouldn't really matter right
But man the presence of this cat
I can't shake it off

I know other cats I thought
What's with this one then
The runt of the litter this cat
This little round devil this
Sneaky finger biting cat

With wild cats I know
You can't hold them too long
And the more you try to play
The more the cat will fight you away
It will jump away inevitably one day

With this cat I always knew that
But it shocked me when it did that
And now I can't help but playback
What could've been back when
I wasn't tied to this jumping cat

This cat played with yarn you see
Showed me all kinds of tricks it knew
And when I got caught up in the strings
It just jumped away but me
Was left dragging along the threads

You see me and this cat
I just can't get why this cat jumped
But I know why this cat jumps off
That's just what this wild cat does to
To people fond of the cat

You know cat I'm sorry to see
That you're not around anymore
For me but for your mother even more
I'll remember your stupid name
And your stupid round head

Here dragging this cat's threads you know
But that's fine and alright I guess
I can still like this cat and not see it again
Memories are meant to be kept for that
Can't accept to forget that stinky cat

Move on I'm sure you'll say cat
And I've done exactly that
Apart from the bites and scratches
You've left as part of me you stupid silly cat I
I can't get rid of that

Well see now you stupid silly round
Sneaky goofy biting got me stuck
Jumping scratching stupid round moustache
Wild stupid cat round and round we go
I'm sad to see you go

I am the sun
Light as a feather
If I die today
I am full of joy

I carry the night
A hole in my heart
If I wake again
I am right here