The sound of my bass that I make these days is
for you,
it plays for you.
It waits for you to hear his present
that sounds like me saying
I love you.
It sings about your hair, fresh, as millions of roses;
about your face, like the desert next to the beautiful Nile.

17 roses are the key
and 17 kisses that I'll give are from me.

Even when I sound cheesy and cheap
You look at me like I'm your dream
You forgive, and love you give.
And I am forever grateful
to be next to your red rose hair,
and beautiful face that tells
a story of a brave girl
that just got 17 roses fair and square
from a man that looks at her
like the happiest creature that ever lived.

The bass guitar tries hard to tell you all of this.
Please listen, hear the words from it.
There are mistakes in the sound
Just like there are mistakes in life,
But when the bass finishes his song
the whole story tells a life full of
joy, happiness and freedom.

That is a sound only made for you,
it has no words.
*But notes can tell more
than all of the words in the world.

We cannot carry on,
our bodies are not that strong
But they cry for each other,
Like a mother does to her lost child
And they weep and weep,
but the loneliness is more deep and deep


A high pitched scream,
big shining stars,
and newborn scars
So, can our bodies survive?
Or will it be their end of time?


A simple connection they crave
Once they stood as one, and now like two
And their souls are separated
Broken and bruised
Will they connect again?
And how will they live the end

Why so godless?
Did the news shift your mind?
You are not one of them, be strong,
Take a deep breath and finish your song.
Another mystery awaits to be broken and opened,
play in the path which wind blows,
Don't look at the sunset when you are alone,
It will make you think you are wrong.
Why so godless?
Are you not strong?
Yes, you will be the one who carries this song,
to the grave and beyond

Well I'm standing here I'm broken, and in tears
Never knew I could have had this this year
All I want from you is to be sincere
Do you really still love me?

And would you ever come back to me?
Do you remember how we were free?
In each other's arms, hugging happily
Just you and me.

Do you believe in a dream we dreamed?
Happily
Do you remember the laughs we had?
Happily

In the end I just want you to be free
Happy with me, or with anybody
But please remember me
And please remember the times that we had
Happily

I wanna get lost in the wilderness,
Don't wanna be followed by this city weirdness,
Come with me celebrate the name we all seek to be.



John Doe,
Does he know,
John Doe,
It's hard to find him he's lost for all.



He is the only one who is free,
No I.D, no money,
Just the sound of wind,
And you honey...
C'mon let's go,
It's time don't you know,
The clock is ticking,
Throw all the gold.



John Doe,
Does he know,
John Doe,
Living free without a blind goal.

less is more, the sand came from stone,
The water shaped its body in the end,
The sun warmed the surface of the ground,
and made the land hot all around .

Nature is dying to be born again,
Time is a memory once held by a man,
The nature feels it but it doesn't understand,
cause the future, the past and the presence is irrelevant,
for the growth of the universe's gardens,
Knowledge has no end.

The four elements that rule our planetary system,
are working on a new masterpiece,
for this the human must end.
Only the worthy shall survive,
and for technology some will strive.
The ones that will progress will be the nature's children again,
and live freely in the Garden of Eden and so like before,
the beginning becomes the end.

And so as we slowly walk on the beach
The sunset is shooting the last rays of light on your tanned face.
I see the purity and freedom in your eyes,
the days passing by,
but your eyes still look the same.
They're still looking at me,
telling me that my presence is
important to you.
So I grant you with a kiss on your eyes every day
In hope that they will stay
the same as every day.