There's a neglected soul in this picture
Someone who lost control
In a world of stricture

Trapped in seemingly endless stagnation
Yet I've found a figment recently
Of my lost imagination

Like the old woman gazing through a window on the wall
I'm framed
Like the motionless meadow
I'm framed

Lock me up this time now for good
If coloring empty pages is a crime
And freedom is overlooked

Shades and shadows not to confuse
Hence I'm creating a new skyline
Always waiting for a muse

Like the frozen waves at sea on the wall
I'm framed
Like the calm bovine grazing in the pasture
I'm framed  

Like a rigid silhouette on the wall
I'm missing it all

Where there's water I'll drown
Where there's fire I'll burn
Where there's heights I'll fall
Where there's shelter I'll hide
Where there's comfort I'll cry
Where there's love I'll hurt

With your every smile
There's those wrinkles by your eye
And on your stubby cheeks
A dimple on each side
How I wish you would smile for me
Just this one last time

As you sing
I breathe it in
Summer fling
Everything

Echoes of you
From deep within

Words missing
A broken string
Never been
Anything

Noise of you
And then nothing

He will never fight any battle for you
He won't chase after you if you turn your back to him
He is not going to buy you a drink or even ask for your number
He's just not that guy

He will never buy you roses on Valentine's Day
He won't text you in the middle of the night saying that he misses you
He will not turn and kiss you when you least expect it
He's just not that guy

He will never ask for your hand and your parents' blessings
He won't take you on a romantic trip to Paris
He is not going to say that he loves you until he knows for sure

He's just that guy
Who will secretly glance at you from the corner of the club
Who will kiss your neck as you fall asleep in his arms
Who will take your breath away and sweep you off your feet by being just that guy

Even though the weather chances for a reason
I never thought that I'd change by the season
Something grew inside me this spring
By summer my heart almost started to sing
Along with the autumn I turned pale and blue
Now winter passes by as I'm longing for you
And as we're getting closer to the end of the year
Once again I find myself in the cold arms of fear

Wish I could sing to you all these words in my head
What's a voice if it is no use
What is speak if there's nothing said

In my mind silence has become my biggest fear
When shyness marks me like a bruise
When quietness follows my every tear

How to find meaning in conversations with all dead ends
In songs with no vocal
In poems with no rhymes
How do I get it all to make sense
With words unspoken
Reading between the lines

If I'm to take a step back I'd be closer to the abyss
Somehow there's not much to lose
Anyhow there'll be so much to miss

My imagination creates a world of pure illusion
Forgetting about my heart in abuse
Trying to get out of this ****** confusion

How to find meaning in conversations with all dead ends
In songs with no vocal
In poems with no rhymes
What ***** the most is that we're not even friends
That trust is broken
And that it hurts sometimes