Listening through the bedroom door
To the roommates voices
Discussing shoe arrangement choices
And their living on the highest floor.

Looking through the kitchen window
Through the trees to a rooftops’ excess
A soft fall breeze and sunrays caress
Sun-kissed hands with a deep thirst to know.

Feeling the cool of the kitchen counter
Together, cooking a meal meant to dine
Loud chatter, soft laughter and taking the time
A warm fuzzy blanket of affectionate banter.

Peaceful nights, jolly evenings and days,
Good company in a beautiful flat
But as time flies – as soon as we met,
We part and forever - nobody stays.

You did this to me
And I gave my all.

I called you once
After screaming at you
for doing me a favour
And you never even replied -

Your behaviour is disrespectful.

You picked up my things for me
And transported them over two countries
Going by bus instead of flying
To fit them all -

And when meeting you were ten minutes late.

I never even asked for a reason.
But you are unreasonable
Not to understand my anger
At your selfish behaviour.

This hatred inside yourself,
It is not good for you.
'Cause it builds a wall,
Between you and them all.

This hatred against yourself,
It is not good for you.
'Cause hatefull it makes
And to haters - nobody takes.

This hatred does not make you
A martyr of any kind.
It just spreads negative vibes
And prevents you from being kind.

What warped a world is this?
How warped is your mind?
To make the one thing you love,
your hatred inside.

Losing myself
Every day staying busy
Losing myself
Trying to be there
Losing myself
Running from everybody
and everything.

Losing myself
In a mask I don't recognize
Losing myself
Listening to all of their talk
Losing myself
Not aware of any feeling
Is there me in me?

Losing myself
Not to be a burden
Losing myself
To be strong
Losing myself
Because really I am weak
and I run.

Losing myself
It's a vicious circle
Losing myself
Who am I?
Losing myself
It seems so impossible
To break free.

Losing myself
Is how I live now
Losing myself,
Losing myself.
Just trying to be free
When the only limit
is me.

Dancing in the rain,
and singing in the snow,
The rushing of a train,
And in my glasses,
Reflected the sun's glow.

Ruffling somebody's hair,
and brushing a shoulder,
Us rushing through the air
That is the gift,
Of getting older.

Family.
It’s worth it to fight for.
It’s worth it to fight for -
It’s worth it to fight for.
Don’t forget but forgive,
Don’t forget but believe,
Love, hate, but love.
And work hard.

The bonds of our lives
It’s what makes us feel
The bonds of our lives
It’s them that make us kneel.

Kneel in deepest rivers of sorrow
Kneel in the mud of anger
Kneel in a desert of desperation
In darkness and regret.

But in the end it is them,
The bonds of our lives,
That pull us like quicksand,
To gratefulness unsaid.