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Martin Kroyer May 2014
Love,
you’re pushing my emotions
I know,
I won’t last everything
You are pushing me like an ocean
And I’m drowning fast.

But don’t push me away,
You know I will drag you close
and what a drag it is,
And though our home is where we stay
Don't ever push me away.

Love,
you are pushing my devotion
I know,
just take your time or anything
Our life is the fastest motion
But I would pause you and I

Don’t rush me away
I know I can’t let go
So don’t let go of me
And though our bed is where we stay
Don't ever push me away.
A song I wrote for someone who ended up pushing me away.
Martin Kroyer May 2014
I’m a creep
When I see the girl I like
I lie
’Cause the feelings are too deep.

When we talk
I only listen to her lips
Those hips
They really know how to walk.

Now I play cool
But I can’t run away babe
No escape
The girl’s loved by a fool.

I’m outta control
Inside I’ve got that motion
Like an ocean
Those waves they drown my soul.

Too scared to tell
Now she won’t phone me
She won’t call me
My life is burning hell

My girl is lost
I have to take that road
Called hope
Maybe our ways will someday cross.

In my reach
I once had that chance
That moment’s pass
All because I’m a creep.
Lyrics for a song ^^
Martin Kroyer May 2014
I’m so yellow I could die
I’m so blue that I don’t mind
But I think  love will suffice
My love is red, she said.

She’s so green it brings her down
From the purple sky to the ground
Her eyes were clear without a sound
My love is red, she said.

I’m so dark in my heart
Like a painting with no art.
I’m so grey in this part
My love is red, she said.

I don’t care for people
Or anything I see.
That’s not what I wanted
It’s just the way it had to be.
But when I think of you
I think of love as something new
And her lips they softly said
For you my love is red.

I don’t care for colours anymore
Only crystal light that I adore
You find every colour in it’s core
My love is red, still, she said.
Wrote these lyrics for a song, when a couple of my friends came to visit me :)
Martin Kroyer May 2014
She's well aware
that no one ever cared
for her touch.
thats why she touch
all of my guts
with her scare.

Painting my eyes until i cant see anymore
that's why im sitting on the floor.

Both of my hands
were used by the man
to dream
but as it seems
everyone could dream
but i can't.

My mind is nailed to the girls my eyes wouldn't lose
skinny bones walking the ground I use.

My spine is tied to the sheets
And purple and the doors
Was followed far too deep.
With your fingers behind my teeth
And your mouth so soft
And everything's so sweet.
Music and wires and my dreams
So softly they would die
With you and with me.

Before that I brake
By the movements she makes
In me.
I told of the need
And the movement of me
She takes.
Lyrics to a song I wrote :)
Martin Kroyer May 2014
A boy and a girl they went for a ride
To be and to be perceived and die
Just to try it.
As the sun it hit the girl from the side
He saw what he had never realized
That he’s but an alien in a pale disguise
Compared to her.

And she remembered her name and cried
As they were standing naked eye to eye
For the first time.
And he drew her face up to his cheeks
And spoke the words she could not speak
That made her body so warm and weak
In his arms.

And when he said this to set his mark
It felt as razors against her heart
And hurt her.
He said, ”trust me what I say is true
That I don’t sing to **** your mood
I’m only here to be with you
Because it’s you”.

The first they met was a foreign man
Who screamed ”I can **** you because I can!”
By the road.
But none of them believed his lies
They yelled at him ”We will never die!”
And so they laughed there side by side
In the night.

The next one he would change their fears
As he made them realize that so many years
Had passed by.
And she looked at him and began to wonder
Is he the one who makes my life go under
And thats how she began to wander
By herself.

And though he knew that every kiss
They gave each other were only his
He thought.
That she’s not happy just like me
But I’ll make her happy and then she’ll see
That despite my faults I’m the one to be
With her.

And as they drove way down the road
They both began to feel dead and old
In their hearts.
And he said ”This can’t go on anymore”
And she said ”Why should we fight anymore?”
And they thought ”Jesus what a bore!”
By themselves.

He knew that this should be a fight
She thought we should change sides
This time.
So she found some other kindda lover
And the boy he knew he was above her
”I ain’t gonna be the one who stops her!”
He said.

And though the river it has changed
They are the only thing who remained the same
Through life.
And they wake up just to feel the doubt
But doubt is what it’s all about
And they’re still here because they shout
When they fall.
Lyrics I made for a song which didn't quite work out.
Martin Kroyer May 2014
Home on fire
It always made me blue
And when I feel alone
I dig a road home to you

Golden sounds
You will lay in snow
Touch your skin
And feel it glow.

The earth laughs
At your heavy feet
It's just that way
You dig a road home to me.
Some scrambled words I found.
Martin Kroyer May 2014
Standing by the riverrun
a lone a last a everything
the mass was floating and unfolding
I was the engine she was the chorus.

Twisting about the bend
One fell one fall one everything
the mess was unfolding and holding
I could only touch her if she was nune.

Looking past the looking-glass
Her nerves her curves her everything
the miss was touching and forever
I be gone and be all by the riverrun.
My opening poem to this site.
Martin Kroyer May 2014
I am a little prince
Living on a planet
Far too small for you to see
Here is a million stars
But a single flower
To spend all the sunsets with.

Bussinessmen and Tippler's words
They sound as I'm left by birds
With a friend to
Forever last.
And if I could make you mine
You say there's one last goodbye
For you and me
To get past.

What if I didn't care
Would the tress out-grow me?
And sheeps eat my little rose?
Being old is to count
Everything that matters
Grown-ups they're all too weird.

A lamplighter lights the fire
A man lives by his desire
A prince has tamed a fox
'cause his heart is enough.

But now I have to leave
To my little planet
I think someone there needs me.
Read the book "The Little Prince" and wrote a song about it. These are the lyrics in poem-style hehe.
Martin Kroyer May 2014
That man, that’s not me
Soon, I’m not here
Hold on
I disappear.

These days I drift away
Just turning round and round
You won’t
Let me down.

I’d change just for you
But never let me go
Fall back
In the arms I know.

In a while I’ll leave
Am I lost or found
You won’t
Let me down
Words for a time when you feel things are going to change, and though it might scare you, be without fear.
Martin Kroyer May 2014
Oh my girl she left
Well, **** that feeling
And **** what she did.

I know the past is dead
But sure I do hope
That we're not done yet.

But I don't care where you go
'cause I'm better of without you
Yesterday is gone
Yesterday was you.

You find pride in that
You must have felt happy
When you stabbed my back.

God, is he with you?
He better not find out
That you stabbed him too.

But I don't care where you go
'cause I'm better of without you
Yesterday is gone
Yesterday was you.

Inside it twists my heart
It hurts some people
When you rip them apart.

Outside I feel out of luck
But at least I stayed
And I never gave up.
A close friend stabbed my back - it was painful, but I'm on the good side of pain now.
Martin Kroyer May 2014
Imagine
A picture on a screen
How easily they pass you by

A pastoral scene
The sun is burning your skin
The breeze is cooling your warmth
The animals that walk, the ones that fly
You see the grass, the tress and the entire field.

But you are limited
You cannot sense all the warmth
You cannot feel all the cool
You do not understand every living thing walking or flying
You see the grass and the trees
But the field is too big for you to comprehend.

It is sad
You cannot know everything
You are limited
By your desire to be unlimited.

And this is magic
Do you see what you just did there?
You thought of 'eternity'

What is eternity?
It is beyond us
It is beyond anything we know
But we can imagine it
We am limited
Yet we know things that are beyond me.

It should be impossible
But it is not
And I see eternity in you.
Read about Immanuel Kants aesthetics. Really beautiful, hope it shines through.

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