You came to stay
from the very first day

And I let you in
Cause with you, I felt peace within

You bring me happiness
when I am buried in sadness

you can make me smile anytime
as if i've made lemonade of life's lime

But my goals you inhibit
Cause you make me addicted

And I'll fight, fight and resist
to let myself taste a little bit

But once again I fail
another one you win

A process I thought I was gonna nail
but this feeling of a sin
is just going up the scale

The perfect mix of good and bad
Is litterally the best thing I've ever had

In this zone, with just you and me
I hope that none else will see

How many tablespoons I ate

Of the most delicious chocolate spread

Violin
How I long to hear your song
When the bow is strummed against your skin
I feel my inner soul within.
How it makes me feel alive, free and strong.
My heart beats with you. My eyes are on you. You've got my soul with you.
I long after more
But the bow moved wrong
I felt the sky crashing down.
Ruining your skin.
I long to hear your song.
I hear a tone of it now and then.
But the feeling isnt there.
I fear you got it all wrong.
Even though your voice is in my dreams.

When fear is coming out of the unknown
And the dream are the only places you know

When the day becomes the nightmare
and even the air becomes so rare  

The streets I've walked down a thousand times, become unknown
My neighbourhood, my childhood street, feels like a ghowsttown

The faces I long to see, never show
The familiarity becomes strange, when only eyes are shown

Heres to the endless working powers
And the time that flies by whilst we are standing still

The hope becomes stuck in the past
Everything that is going on seems to have forever to last

Time that only comes by once,
Weve been robbed; our years and months

Our youthfull dreams on stand-by, we can't fulfill
The whole world is holding still

A bump into strangers we long for
A better future we hope for

But time seems to take its time
And its shape keeps changing, like we do with this time

My heart breaks
it aches
Everytime i go on a platform
and see all of the unjustice in this world

It aches,
It breaks,
at least ten times a day
all over again, when I see the leaders treating unjustice like a play

The

The harmony of the surroundings
The consistency with the words.
The Things that has to be planned.
To do. Doing. DONE.

Oh, the air out of my lungs.

The glass has broken.
The feeling in my mind.
To fix. Fixing. FIXED.

Oh, the air into my lungs.

The desire in my blood.
You. you. YOU.

The attention I give.
The knowing, no longer desire.
To need. Needing. NEEDING.
The smallest things not to miss.
The bigger picture to see.

I know her, the writer.
The growth that comes out.
The stability that is there.
Without it she cant.

The harmony.
The consistency.
The glass not broken.  

All that is enough.

Its strummed by his fingers.
The weight I bear every day.
Its killing me
but I know that he can do no wrong
untill their voices came along
the same pain,
its killing me
a million stars
aiming at me.
burning me
my pain, my letters read outloud.
everybody knows,
The weigh i bear everyday
is shared.
By the million stars.

Theres water
Theres sun
Theres oxygen
Theres wind
Theres no green leaves.