bury all your secrets in my skin
come away with innocence and leave me with my sins
the air around me still feels like a cage
and love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again
so if you love me let me go - and run away before I know
my heart is just too dark to care […]
I walked the heat of seven hills
endless talk of losing wills
great highways in a constant melt
men and women and children all have overbuilt
buying bread and paying for none
creatures of a waning sun
teacher’s hands are overrun
clowns and gypsies have all but gone
you make me wanna
shine over babylon
you make me wanna
shine over babylon
freedoms etched on sacred pillars
hollow […]
ich will - keinen zentimeter - mehr - zwischen uns
ein fleck ohne kontur
ein anfang mit mehr tiefe - mit mehr hintergrund
ein ende ohne zensur
you close your eyes and kiss your hand then you blow it
but it isn t meant for me and I notice
if the choice was ours alone
then why d we both choose letting go
does it end like this
time never had a chance to heal your heart
just a number always counting down to a new start
if you […]
also in zeiten von tschättn, sms und dergleichen kommt das körperliche natürlich viel zu kurz; alles läuft nur noch über flat-screens und treffen tut man sich nicht wirklich mehr, berühren sitzt da schon gar nicht drin; was mich direkt zur wichtigkeit aller möglichen formen von kinästhetischem output (und auch input) bringt. tanzen zum beispiel, das […]
sometimes I can t move my feet it seems
as if I m stuck in the ground somehow like a tree
as if I can t even breathe
oh and my screams come whispering out
as if nobody can even see me
like a ghost sometimes I can t see myself
sometimes then again oh
if I were a king
if I had […]
he imagines the world
as the angel ascending
like the ghost of a man
who is tied up to the chair
and he tries to believe
that his life has a meaning
with his hand on his heart
pour le monde pas pour la guerre
and I wake up blind
like my dreams were too bright
and I lost my regard
for the good things that […]
if you reach back in your memory
a little bell might ring
’bout a time that once existed
when money wasn’t king
if you stretch your imagination
I’ll tell you all a tale
about a time when everything
wasn’t up for sale
there was this cat named johnny
who loved to play and sing
when money wasn’t king
we’d all get so excited when
john would give […]
down on the ocean floor
that’s where I’m heading for
hold on to a sinking stone
until the worst is known
nobody wants to think about it
nobody wants to talk about it
nobody protects you
they make it go away
pretending that it’s all ok
broken pieces on the ground
and everyone’s tiptoeing round
nobody wants to think about it
nobody wants to talk about it
nobody […]
