Let us be human
Let me take you hand
While we run of in a park
While the wind blows in our hair

Let us be human while we cry together
In which we hold each other tightly
Just because we can

Let us gift each other cute stones
Which then protect our fingers
And tells each other that we are bond

Let us feel everything together
Just through our faces
And then laugh or cry
And comfort and play together

Oh mother, your rage is filling me
And the rage of all the woman before you
And the woman with you
Wanting me to fight in each war
In which we get injustly treated over and over

For centuries the feelings are crying
Begging to fight for every woman
While each and every season
The lives of woman worsen

Oh mother, your exhaustin is filling me
And the ones of all the woman before you
And the woman with you
Begging me to stop
For centuries they are fighting
"I can't fight anymore"
They say before each and every war

That tell more than years
That tell more than fears
That aren't heard by ears

Falling like the rain
It's a quiet pain
Or a quivering train
Driving the skin insane

Maby something else
Like some lucky gold
When joy is uncontrolled
And you're told to be less bold
So you can taste the nice road

when not the monsters under my bed
Make me have sleeples nights
But my own mind
Making me have a hard time

Forcing me to rhyme
And is torturing me in my own mind

Wishing upon my downfall
While making me cry
With the long ago scense
From my previous life

But who is it
that torments me in those lonely night?
Is it the night
who wakes me up
Or is it me,
who won't let my running thoughts cry?

The stars in the dark black sky
Who won't want to say good bye
Who won't want to see me cry

Always there in the pitch black night
When my own thought will hunt me on sight
Who will want to fight as my glowing knight

The first strawberries bloom
Growing in the green room
Like babies in the woomb

While kids start playing in the outsides again
The strawberries grow their green beard again
Waiting for the kids to come to them, again

Kids start picking the blooming beauties
Not just girls
But boys aswell
Even if they don't like each other that well

Starting to play
And play again
Until the magic rewinds again

Oh april you're teasing the kids again
Bringing them together
And seperating 'em
Once again

Summer

In the warmth of your embrace
Kids play with barely any grace
With dirt in their face
And hiding their freckled face

Crying for more in your embrace
As you slowly leave the space
With too much grace
Leaving them behind with a melodic trace

And now the cold nights
Return in a tide
Freezing the light
You once litt