Ik zou honderd jaar in je ogen kunnen kijken
maar nooit zou ik weten
wat er in je omgaat

Ik zou niet honderd jaar in je ogen kunnen kijken
ik zou zoveel oneerlijkheid nooit verdragen
ik was de deur uit voor je een woord kon zeggen

Als ik honderd jaar in je ogen zou kijken
zou ik dan weten
zou ik dan voelen

het waarom?
en zou ik schuld zien?

Ik zal eens honderd jaar in je ogen kijken
op onze lange reis hebben we hetzelfde doel

blink the light back
make your eyes strong enough
to never see again

the dreams
easily forgotten
always lived

you never knew why
you never knew why
you never knew

you never knew

i know
and therefor i'm forsaken

i knew
and therefor dreamed

all i wanted was you to touch me
knowing if you would i'd scream

never scream
it'll make people realise
you still got a backbone

never scream
it'll make people realise
you might still survive

never scream
it'll make me realise
terrors never stops at midnight

how could you say

******,

******, ******, ******,

******, ******,

******, ******, ******,

and still forget her name?

you

were an instand-seed
all it took was a little water
and then you bloomed

you tasted
like harp-music
you sounded
both purple and green

you
thoroughly romantic
talked about a girl - and the dream

i took a sip of you
in order to taste the purple and

green

i know why you tasted salt
it was my water -
it was my fault

you
the little seed
harptea
only bloomed once
only bleeded once

but now
it'll always be my fault

how could you ever see the beauty that i have layed
so deep inside myself?

how will one ever know how i truely feel if i
keep lying?

you only saw my exocarp
would you've dig deep you'd find my mesotarp
how could you ever know that i
was talking 'bout my endocarp?

you don't even know these therms
thinking poems are but words
how could you ever care about
how i taste?

Within the shell is a single seed
open it in order to find me

plant it if you want to give me peace

winter

i didn't have to write those poems
cause you and i already knew what...
yet you and i both lived

as i'm reading your story
as you tear your violin

you broke my heart so many times
that now i'm used to the sound of shredding glass

Cleansing rain
is not yet falling
you still hold me in your grip

yet i know that
you don't know who you are
you don't know how much you hurted

winter, i beg you
build your shadows into wings
change the past into some closure
modify feelings into dreams

winter, i hate you
winter, i love you
winter, i despite you
winter, i understand you
winter, do you have any idea how,

how freakisly hard you froze the lake.

Winter, i will not forget that
if means only if.
denying facts will give me closure
denying you may give me peace.