leave the most  important for later
let them think you forgot
sometimes the sun rises late
let them blame the clouds

stagnant rivers brought
you were always going fast
you did not expect
that is why you did not see

the story is just that

on a mirror
faint faces
time was a secret hand
traces left behind

you are on the first step
yet your comrade is dreams

dark corridors will come on the roads

life was only unknown

warte beim letzten *******br>schau dir die Warnleuchten  an
die Raben greifen noch nicht an
verlier nicht deine Hoffnung

Was werden sie morgen sagen?
denk nicht drüber nach

Kurz gesagt, jedes Wort reicht im Leben nicht aus

a dark night  was outside of me
it was you inside me who lights up the night like moonlight
who called the clouds
disenchanter

most of us knew
every road ends at one point

I did not picked  flowers for anyone
They are thiink
why

sky was dark
we thinked without stars
we were so far from there
we got very close in dreams

the most dream was in my heart
I could not carry
hard facts was  tired
I remember a  freight train
it was as old its mechanic

a story was every moment
now I am write

the last winds took you
that is  why I do not like endings
few more sentences left for end
but I can not hold the pen

no secret
after the walls colapsed
our souls will be free
never will be ask who left the doors open

it was the that made us tired
the problem was the time that did not stop
who would be held accountable

everything was a scream now echoing in the desolate
no one heard

My indifference drowns in your frost
ny sluggish departures  always quietly
my leaf falls heavily
I carve my name on your tree
I draw your picture on the water

my world was only you

we fell for the noise of dry tight lives
whereas heroes stay away from gaps
the wind extinguished the faint light of legends
finally we got some bad news always

life has no recipe
you do not know why the stars are far away
you stopped loving yesterday yet
you can not smile in mirrors again

it was not difficult to withstand atmospheric  ptessure in the world
the pain of separation was enough for us
was faster than the speed of light love fire
we did not understan how we got bumped

listen
the hooves's sounds of horses running your inside
many mixed with the howling wind
whips were a cold slap
there was no getting tired until to target

think about it again
how much did you fix your life
are you still looking for broken toy

life is a choice
we left it as it is
what is left over

moon behind cloud
wolves on lurk
listen to the desolation
the universe in the deep sleep

take another sip
want from life of cycle
erything in its own fiction

other lights was on our roads
for us  only obstacle
they while dimming our light
it was hard to drive dreams
while dazzled

whispers in desolate mirrors
wicked shadows behind us
our short stories along the road

we could not find the consistency of life
we did not even realize
every evening the prepares wait for us

callus on foot hurts
callus in the heart numbs
everyrhing depends on the place

my time stayed in the mirrors
a door was for our dreams
hearts are witness to lies

curtain was to our eyes

sweat- smelling calendars herald separation
bows ready to shoot arrows
we are like a clogged painful flood
revive the last spark
before our excitement is over

there was no rain
I saw you wet
there was no wind
you were messy though
there was no fire
your ashes were floating around

there was no time
life passed in silence

we were silent
we took a hit we were tired
we were already stagnant
we were a bay that no one has ever visited

it rained a lot
but we were dry

when our spoons enter the soup of life
we thought we had be fed
it was not enough for any of us
we burned our mouths in vain

the wind is across blowing
lets not go
gears are grinding
lets not spin the wheel

the cauldron is boiling
lets not touch

time is not that time

no ones come to me
roads are close
silently stayed was shadows
only they are live

You are looking for a lost shadow
do not to look mirrors
do not mislead yourself
you reach into the void

not every scream is heard in the noisy world

the truth was so expensive
we sold our dreams cheap
nothing did not change in the end
we spent what we had

in the mirror was a dream
broken
if you are looking a trace
no time
whatever questions

Did you take the time to live?
I am afraid, I am late to ask.

many winds have passed through here
you seen ruins
springs stretched
arrows chose target
you know death

if there is any left, you will be happy

broken my sun
your clouds are handicap
my horses stumble

a bullet driven into the barrel
silently waiting for the dark

the wolves just got up from the table
do not sit without looking at the menu
like travelers on the same road

what is the waiter hiding on his face
like to ask
never do not to be

listen to the silence of the universe
wake up your deaf side
do not look for a sign
your cold feelings

let it echo with screams
leave your nooks

wait for breaking dawn
let one side of you be desolate
the pains must bathe in cold waters
the fires must not leave ashes

different live
than from today
for you
everything is not important
therefore

hot roads was yesterday
rains will come, wait
other colors will gone  with your shadow
the world will change

your reality was until a picture
up to meters of your distance
your temperature on the thermometer
your tears are full of glasses
on your face of your fears
your pains are in your deep

many people forgot your story
but still alive in my memory

every cloud was not full
ever do not look to bulk
now facts will

you are a war horse
do not tilt your head
there are longer difficulties
do not know fearfulness
do not cutting speed

every  we were walked on difficult roads
ever iportant
now fly on the sky

every bridge will destroyed
ever not difficult
now our dreams is this

not every hunter turns full of hand
do not ever look at your traps
now stay away from who are attached

we got used to being abandoned
we did not give up waiting
shadows disappeared all the time
when the sun is gone

our life turned into a fairy tale

the loneliness of the trees started with shooting a bird
forests remained to the humming winds
drunken clouds cried for this

you are waiting for spring

give me one color to me from your picture
for hidden
where is come my empty heart
only your colors was for my eyes of drunk