Breath in, breath out,
Try not to breath -
Nothing should go amiss.

And after all
We will succeed
And be rewarded
With a sleep.

Fate is like a big landscape,
With you somewhere inside,
Lost, but moving.

A huge ocean
Of strange emotions
Is washing over me.

You know, bad things happen.
Just don't be one of them.

Look on the bright side,
Even if it's a midnight,
Nothing is left to fight,
Sleep tight.

Drips after drops,
There are no flops,
The rain is always succeeding.

You're a very sophisticated person,
You organise your breakfasts to a tiniest detail,
I'm still looking for my coffee in a third cupboard,
We're  clearly meant for each other.

I've been told that I should be thinking.

It appears, that this is a mirage.

My current situation neither is current nor really mine.
I don't even know, what I have to do with it.

Crazy people should have their good days, too. It would make us normal.

An eerie road has come to a stop,
And at the end of the stop
Is standing a mob, in masks, and barring the road in town,
I hope, that masks are only because of the local lockdown.

March is a month of waiting
For something after March.

Believe in the best in you,
The best in you will take care of you,
Even if you do not want to.

There are good days
And there are bad...
Well, years.

A far cry
Is still there,
It's in my ear,
Unable to fly.

You see,
It's not visible.

Whether the weather is good
Or whether the weather is bad,
Whether the people are hungry
Or whether the people are fed,
This world is still mad.

but, you know,
whatever it is,
it's still there,
it's always there.

Don't let angels get too human. That would make them happy and then it would **** them.

A new blossom
Of an old soul
Is evergreen.

melancholy
is the world's biggest power,
being itself powerless.

"I love you, but"
Is like "I don't love you",
Much better is
"I love but you".

Rain is happening to this town,
Supermarkets are wet from inside,
Buses are floating through the crossroads.

Mysterious travellers are crossing my mind,
Looking for something of value to find.

To get terrified, you have to be worried first.
Before that, you should be deeply concerned, probably after been suddenly distracted.
In short, never get distracted.

Calm down, sit down,
But don't be down,
And the things will look up.

I like words,
Words are nice,
But there is a price,
For too many words.

On this world,
There was only one possible picture
For each wall.

Chickens are running,
Pigs are flying,
Skies are looking and laughing.

I left this behind,
I never looked back,
Going in the circles.

There's nothing from yesterday left,
And today's by no means a theft,
As there's nothing from yesterday left.

I hoped for the best and expected the worst,
So the worst never came,
But the best got offended and made a U-turn.

It's difficult to be back,
If you never have been away.
So, just stay.

A gentleman went to his club,
Had a coffee, read a newspaper, asked for a cigar,
Thinking about this world, that is so tough.

You know, right,
That in order to go up,
You have first
To calm down?

I know, when I'm sober and lucid,
That my life isn't about something,
But about not doing anything stupid.

And that the end of the tunnel is waiting for me, as I'm getting on the nerves of the tunnel.

No, seriously, tell me, come on,
What are we supposed to do
After being born?

The sky is blue or dark,
The fish is shark or probably not shark,
But you still have to leave your mark.

I am not thinking clearly.
- Clearly.
- Yes, that's what I am saying.

Night and day,
You both stay away
From my dusks and dawns.

We had ***,
I remember that much,
Very happy and drunk,
Even if not as such,
It was perfectly good,
Like it usually is,
We should do it again,
Please.

I love you,
Everything else is a bit hazy.

I want to be with you,
Being me,
And you being happy.

It's going nowhere,
But then again,
It's going nowhere
Very slowly.

The winds have changed directions,
But I wasn't sailing,
I was asleep.

It is absurd,
It's absolutely crazy,
It's everything I like about this life.

When I close my eyes,
I see myself with the closed eyes.
It's somehow defying the purpose.

I can tell,
That you're like a spell
Only I spell properly.

I understand that leaves will fall,
And nothing will be there for a moment,
Or so I'm told.

I will love you untill I'll forget,
How to love you more,
But it won't happen.

I am terrified, all right?
Coul you please be, too, terrified?