The worst part is always over,
As long as you think about it.
Think about it.

For each timid day
There is only one foxy night,
With a fleeting hope for eternal love.

Parallel times do not meet.
Well, maybe only sometimes.

I would like to have the right
To be alright,
I'd be alright, with all my might.

Coffee makes me human, completing the evolutionary chain,
Let's have fun,
Let's do taxes
With deadlines and deductions,
Without the usual pain.

In order to be fair,
I love you,
You love me,
Where do we go from there?

In order to proceed,
Do it.

It is sad,
And sometimes it is mad,
When the colour of hope is red.

I'm feeling, that
I gave up the best part of me,
But I'm feeling better.

Step for step,
You can step away,
Or you stay.

Sometimes, things don't have to be good or bad.
They just have to happen in the right order.

A good night sleep
Can solve all problems but one:
How to get a good night sleep?

Very stressful was yesterday,
Today is unbearably calm.

I'm a lot of things. Wait, I have a list.
I'm enjoying myself with a somewhat frightening determination.
I'm not other people. Who is this strange person Other People?
"I asked for a room,
The room was promptly given,
You'll find me then in any given room."
I finally got this joke, I'm getting it every morning now, with nobody to witness though.
I'm not drunk, you're not funny, that's a lot to think about.
I'm cancelling my dreams. See the big red button with "Reality" on it? I'm pushing this button now.

We will be forever together,
Unless you are a real person.

castles are falling through the air,
crashing into waterless deserts,
giving strange nightmares to camels.

sometimes it's allright
not to fight,
let everything out of sight,
go home.

imagine you with me,
and keep, and keep imagining.

Civilisations have filters,
Filters for thoughts and feelings,
Filters for *** and beginnings.
I need only coffee filters.

One look into your eyes,
And I can tell
That I have a snowball's chance
In hell.

I think, that... Well, that's enough.
I think and it's complicated. The short version is "I love you so much", but still, it's complicated.
I'm only afraid, that my mistakes will move mountains away from the sun.
Rain and clouds are liking each other. Get a room and let me think!

in some universe
a gull cries,
because it's missing you.

Tonight,
Don't  go your separate way,
Just be near others,
Just stay.

I am looking at you,
You are looking an me,
Till a tender lookdown.

There's not enough books in this world
To hit you with all of them,
Because I can't stand you
And books are quite handy for this.

I was alone, you were alone, and only some bone
Of the previous civilisation was laying around.

Most understanding doesn't need any asking, but just a steady looking.
But looking strictly into the eyes achieve nothing.
An unexpected kiss does.

I went to my dentist,
we spent a quality time together
and learned a lot from each other.

My concentration is fading away,
Please, concentration my dear,
Please stay.

Earth is dreaming,
As if being covered
In white rabbits,
Running away.

This is crazy.
- What is crazy?
- This is.
- Is it?
- Yes, it is.
- And you can do about it?
- Nothing.
- Now, that is crazy.

Tomorrow will be another day,
Tomorrow will be,
And you, please, stay.

I've had enough
Of too much.

I think about you,
I try to be with you,
At times I am like you,
Where are you?

Let's wait,
As it is fate
And anyway it's late.

Ok, it is fine,
The choice is mine,
And then it be yours,
A different choice.

Introverts are all around,
Jumping, crying out loud.

I told you, leave me out of it,
And you left me out of it,
But apparently, it was me,
And so, I am not anymore.

In this world, made out of buildings in plastic and stone,
There's nothing to complain about
And even less to atone.

Music and colours, please, and no words.

The biggest mystery for me is why I'm thinking what I'm thinking and also, what exactly am I thinking.

And so, no surrealism can make up for this vague emptiness of my Sundays.

Well, be yourself, if there is such a thing.

We never know what we're doing,
We only see what we've done,
With a vague feeling of what to do.

I am a ledger!
No, I am a legend!
Well, anyway, I am drunk.

My house of cards, built on the sand,
Is floating away, looking very stable,
As I hit a very good hand.

To look important or relevant,
You have to look human in a friendly way first, Remember this.

I'll be waiting for you,
You'll be waiting for me,
There will be a lot of waiting.

Sit down,
Make your meaning,
I will do the understanding.

I think, therefore
Nothing is done,
And sometimes it hurts,
I am also having fun
With all these thoughts.

Don't take care
Away from me.

I am stuck, you see, I am stuck,
In the middle of a stupid attack,
And I am waiting.