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

I'm not a messiah
To absolve any sin,
I have no desire
To want anything.

Tomorrow will be, and very soon,
Tomorrow will be, on Earth an Moon,
Tomorrow will be, for you and me,
Tomorrow will be, tomorrow will be.

Earth is covered in white rabbits,
running in all directions,
impossible to follow.

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

I need somebody on my side -
In my life, in my bed,
In my heart and my head.

I love you,
Everything else is a bit hazy.

We made a non-thinking pact,
And than you broke it,
You, thoughtful rascal.

The sky is full of clouds,
And all my doubts
Are going up to the clouds
And are looking down at me,
Inquiringly.

Apparently, you can't walk away from yourself,
But you can come back to you,
Shouldn't this be a comforting thought?

Once in a while, you forget that they have your file,
Once in a while, you remember how to smile,
Once in a while, all the world has your style.

Do you care
Or do you want?

Here nearly everyone is broken inside,
Luckily,
The friendly shining sun doesn't know it.

be my quest,
don't be a pest,
and sometimes be just a guest.

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

The blue sky
Is always high,
Ready to share
Drugs and despair.

if you want to be zen,
then
be zen.

Something new is something old with a time stamp on it.
Sometimes this stamp is covered with a dust of millennia or even some ancient galaxies, but it's always there to be found.
There is nothing new, but us.

We could all die,
We could all live,
We could all go crazy,
We could all become happy,
But we couldn't know any of this.

Don't laugh,
Unless it's something nice,
But when it is,
Laugh even twice.

Some people would say:
"I love you",
Some others:
"Let's do stuff together ",
It's basically the same.

It is lucky that trees don't care about us. Imagine a forest going to the city for some people-hugging.

I'm trying to understand it,
Then I'm trying to forget what I understood,
Awter which I'm trying to understand why I wanted to understand it in the first place.
I'm drinking alcohol.

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

You get what you get,
You deserve what you deserve,
Any correlation between both is constantly eaten away by the growing entropy.

I found you alone, on a bench in a park,
Your eyes were not sad, they moved,
So I sat down and looked where you were looking,
And I saw movements, I saw colours,
I felt the time slowing to a stop,
I breathed out and closed my eyes,
For this moment I thank you.

I am not looking good,
I am not looking bad,
I am not looking at all,
I am sleeping.

You can go away,
I will stay
And watch you go away.

I didn't forget,
I just don't know,
How to remember.

You are my everlasting quick fix,
I just hope, that you are quite legal.

Don't judge us,
We are too stupid to be judged,
We even judge others,
We are that stupid.

You are running away
From your calling to stay
And be beautiful.

Hell is normal people,
If you are not one of them anymore.

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.

I have an aliby. I was in the garden in this moment, so I couldn't have been the killer. What, the victim was in the garden, too? And what aliby does have the victim, now?

There's only one bitter truth and a whole bunch of sweet lies.
And all you've got is an empty stomach.

Sometimes I drink alcohol,
Sometimes I look into the sky,
I am human.

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

I'm sleeping, and than not sleeping,
The room is spinning, the room is spinning,
Ok then, roomy, let's spin again.

I am still here,
It's somehow disturbing,
Even for me.

It will get better,
There will be life
After this November.

As I always say,
Sometimes, it's never.

I am looking at you,
You are not looking back,
I am relieved, I'm sad, I'm mad,
I've got all the possible feelings,
Because you're not looking back.

Is it a "yes"?
- No, it's a "maybe".
- "Maybe" like a "yes"?
- No.
- Oh.
- Yes.
- "Yes" like a "yes"?
- Maybe.
  (go to the beginning).

There's nothing to understand,
But there are a lot of things to
Live through,
To live with
And to live for.

I'm thinking,
I have doubts about my thinking,
I'm thinking about my doubts.
Exhausted, I fall asleep.

My soul wants to be in one piece,
In one place,
Feeling happy.

I would like to begin from scratch,
Be my scratch
And let me be yours.

There's nothing
And then not much,
That is my life,
As such.

Only a human could spend time and energy trying not to think.
Think about it.