so there is a road towards you
for those who do not know like off
shortcuts forces me
what do I do it is far away to love

so there is a trail towards the end
reveals secrets
most of them did not understand
from the beginning

so there is a saying that towards the heart
when enter like an arrow
everyone is on target one day
when Cupid sends love

walk silent

far away not tomorrow
survive thirsty
cactus sought in the deserts

need to whistle
for desolate

start moving
with the train screamings
like a wake-up alarm

forest quiet
who is coming
like death

a cold wash is your eyes
I am not inside
a  cloud is your dreams
it is a handicap for my sun

why are not you in your own road
your presence my wall

you will know soon
real colour of sky
darkness ready
for your life

you will hear soon
bad sound of sky
thunderclap waits
for your life

I did not said
fortune so

dreams are forgotten
with first light
mixed feelings
no way
what mistakes I will make
difficult to repair
and sun is going

no trace in day

no sign
from our future
path
feet trembling
our eyes fearful

there are those waiting for portent
those who do not hear heart rate

only dreams
even if the windows was closed
are shadows obstacle
even if the sun goes
reality will be reflected,wait

Every arrow was not in a target.
Dreams were far away from our body.
Which sort of desires are unknowable.
Hidden in the deepths of the swamp.

the questions you ask will not come true
never

and install it
without a little mercy
the massacres mine like
which from gun is the bullet
blind like your hearts your eyes

I do not like darkness
my way to love goes

real is far away from your country

We need a quiet soul.
Without storms in a life.
They feelt always but they don't know.
Life is a big ocean.

in captain's logbook

sky walks in your see
perhaps you don't know your eyes
like me

road ends
who knows how
without you
rain starts
sky crying
like me

Darkness started.
What we see is suspicious.
****** is committed.
Who is suspicious.
Questions are multiply.
Answers are suspicious
Steps set off.
Finish is suspicious.
Hunter ready.
Hunt is suspicious.

The world spins.
Stance is suspicious.

leave me alone
stay away from my coast
which wind drags you
I don't want to know

burns every price my world

every picture  is doomed to fade
excluding the remaining in the heart
time can not receive only love castle

nails on your way
your heart feels not your feet
wounds shell mounts
but permanent tracks

a knife in the deep
pain spreading
quietly

picture half
what has to end
or what is the meaning of the ending
heedlessly

promise in vortex
dizzying waves
beads in the hear
we are in the line of fire
unawares

waiting for the pit
confused steps
which consolation we believe
live without a route
inmate our souls

if you are tired
you don't look where you sleep

sun is going
we are condemned to darks
only love is our light
from the heart coming

for live

you are a dream I want to see
so my sleep is endless
how do I wake up while you are to be

no seperation even in a dream
my love

(FOR DEB JONES)

we are in the wrong dreams
I can't see you
maybe we are not far
I can't feel you near
I think it is a cold
I can't touch your heart

your eyes are the worst
closed to me
I can't open

memories are a cloud at the sky now
every beloved has left its shadow at the earth
our wound traces are in this pain songs
don't lets forget yesterday
it left its shadow

road different
even not truth
dreams are witness
desires have been destroyed
for traces

which bird is not fooled
if to migration caravan does not join

wall or mirror
in front of you
you can't see the back
what is the problem

water of fire
the key is your hand
if you want to take advantage
what is the problem

love and hate
in front of two roads
if you enter as needed
what is the problem

I know difficult questions
and quiet expectations
already hopeless departures always
then I wholeheartedly I melts

you think it is easy but
the deepest trace of every goodbye
bitter sighs

suspicious waves
at least as much as you
shore and I expect
until the storm breaks

who knows behind
maybe there is death

good things
delayed
wrong order
who was said

distorted faces
appeared
at all don't see
false mirrors
life transformed into legend

a touch on my heart
with your eyes
do you know
what is heart attack

(for sweet Deb Jones)

each dream is very different
like you
there is a moment
everyone
but others not important
empty

very cold in hearts
if there is not a love
you will understand one day

sometimes empty dreams
human pursuit
never get tired of

colors are rich
eyes tired
languages are silent
haul in the hearts

shadows do not give the secret
you doesn't know who
and they never talk
now you are ignoring them

if there is no shadow
you know you won't be

never ask to killer
why did you commit ******
if he will said that is for lover
what do you do

Answering no questions
the answer is in the question
never mind to objections
what  pattern to avail

buy a different meal today
painless
keep in mind
we are open to all kinds of pain tomorrow

all sacrifices for Zeus
once upon a time
now forgotten
Zeus and sacrifices

who says ends wrongs

you, shade
watch out to where you fell
don't bring darkness to hearts
don't cold our inside

you must let the sun for nice days

and not only for the deceased
these laments
no the body buried in the ground only
our hope,our heart,our love and a part of us

it's nor our bleeding tears only
our lungs,our pains,our dreams

our lifetime is poison now

a small kiss
in your sweet dream
be happy
not important impossible

see skeleton
dream away
I 'll wait

a spell is broken
they stopped the whell of the mill
planets witnessed
stars are gone
is there waiting miracle
I don't know

a story
previously

kurbağa sesleri
wife selection
nature truth

not a dream
different a world
open your heart to love
is this so hard
locks for the enemy
for lovers will not hamper

now if I light a lamp
the only thing I will understand
my inside dark

the trust is that
all things your live
for a moment

Last birds
Migration time
My desolate trees

mirror is a snake
for old
time trap
pulls the vortex
deeps are kills
dark hides

the life is the devil game

no problem
sun goes
like life

the bird is singing
in my heart garden
listen quietly

two-faced walls
hot inside
cold outside