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

Sit with me,
Sing with me,
Drink with me,
Sleep with me,
Be with me,
Otherwise, you are free.

Skies are full of stars, dreams
And drones,
Something might happen.

Sleeping on a regular basis is just a middle-class conventionalism.
Not sleeping at all is like an avant-garde that never sleeps.

sleepless sheep
are counting people,
to have nightmares.

Small towns
Are ****** at maps.

Smile, at least for a while,
And after a while,
Still smile.

Smiling is a random occurrence
In this hostile environment
Of slow moving fishes.

snow will fall,
Sun will rise,
you'll have to wake up and go somewhere.

somebody,
somewhere,
should do something.
(putting out the light).

Some nervous tension
Is still in the night air,
Although everyone is asleep.

Some of you are never happy,
Oh, come on,
Be happy.

Some people have a normally structured soul,
I've got a dozen of obscure corners.

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

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.

some things are bitter,
some things are nice,
a lot of things are both, and twice.

Some thoughts are good as doorstops,
As the person in question is out of motion,
Staying around and possibly blocking a door.

Sometimes,
I'm dangerously close to a danger.

Sometimes,
For your fate,
There is an update.

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

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

Sometimes, even an ocean might shrink for you,
But then you'll have a tsunami.

Sometimes,
You are waking up,
But you weren't sleeping.

Sometimes a piece of chicken,
Sometimes a piece of chocolate  
Always the peace of mind,
And I'll be happy forever.

Sometimes I'm scared,
But never enough to be afraid.

Sometimes, I think.
But it's never my decision.

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

Sometimes it's a mystery,
Sometimes it's a lottery,
But it's always a mystery,
Because it's always a lottery.

Sometimes, it's never,
And at some times,
It'll be forever.

Sometimes, I would lose myself in thoughts, so I would be found days later in a tropical forest of french Guyana.

Sometimes, we are squeezing,
Sometimes, we are squeezed,
The life is a twist.

Sometimes, you have ***,
And then you don't have any ***
For a very long time,
Which could ne perfectly fine,
But usually it *****.

So much of a "new normal",
I really miss all this "old crazy".

Sorry,
I am not a hipster,
I am a hunter and gatherer.

Sorry, but I have only words
To tell you about my love,
Sorry, but I have only thoughts
For the mentioned above.

Sorry, I don't have any data available.
- What does it mean?
- I don't love you anymore.

Souls on edge
Are alone and waiting.

Sounds and lights,
Fights and delights,
Broads and tights,
Skies.

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

Stars are like people, who,
In addition to all the other problems,
Also have the Eternity to deal with.

State your business.
- Pleasure.
- What kind of pleasure?
- It's my business.
- What kind of business?
- (goes on and then ends in violence).

Stay at home,
If you have a home,
Stay at home,
If you want have one.

Stay with me,
Stay with me forever for a moment,
Our happy craziness is worth it.

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

Fighting back,
Biting back,
Loving back.

Stone steps
Are crumbling under the weight
Of the flying time.

Stop,
Period,
End,
Karma,
Destiny,
Fate.
Or maybe?

straight lines
are going into nowhere,
just like me.

Strange hours
Full of weird minutes,
As the day is going somewhere.

Strangeness is overrated,
Yet nothing is normal
And any boredom is lethal.