Showing posts with label sweetness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sweetness. Show all posts

Wednesday, 15 September 2010

rewind?!?!

it's a long way out
i'm asking you to stay
the words are finally here
let's rewind

Wednesday, 25 August 2010

singing in Bayern

Do you smile to tempt a lover, Mona Lisa?
Or is this your way to hide a broken heart?
Many dreams have been brought to your doorstep
They just lie there and they die there
Are you warm, are you real, Mona Lisa?
Or just a cold and lonely, lovely work of art?

Friday, 24 July 2009

the end of October

Wondering why it is so hard to get involved, to let you take my hands. Why do I have that awkward sensation. Why does he always come back to my mind, as vivid as if he actually would be here. It seems like I actually look for such situations. Do I? Is it that I don't want to bind me? Maybe I'm not ready? Maybe I just want to feel the centre of the attentions of everyone? 
Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry 
You don't know how lovely you are. 
I had to find you, tell you I need you, 
Tell you I set you apart.  
Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions, 
Oh lets go back to the start.
 Running in circles, 
Comin' in tails 
Heads on a science apart.  
Nobody said it was easy, 
It's such a shame for us to part. 
Nobody said it was easy, 
No one ever said it would be this hard. 
Oh take me back to the start.  
I was just guessin' at numbers and figures, 
Pulling the puzzles apart. 
Questions of science, science and progress 
Do not speak as loud as my heart.

Friday, 29 May 2009

kissingEr

Kiss me out of the bearded barley
Nightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me.

Friday, 22 May 2009

gorgeousness

Life loves to make fun of us. Desert and storms around us, alternatively.

I took this decision last week. That I had enough of depression. Than in one way or another I was going to do it. And this blued eyes angel took me in his arms, made me feel gorgeous and offered fields of gold. But these fields have of course a deadline, October.

So, what to do? Jump or keep the position?

Wednesday, 13 May 2009

step by step

I often forget this basic rule. All or nothing is usually my motto. And since perfection is not possible, then I go for destruction. 

So now I try to slow down. Now this, later that, tomorrow another step.

So after all said and done
I know I'm not the only one
Life indeed can be fun, 
If you really want to.
Sometimes living out your dreams,
Ain't as easy as it seems
You wanna fly around the world,
In a beautiful balloon.

Friday, 24 April 2009

Stolen love

The girl could not imagine 
that this was love too, 
she was trembling in the grass, 
she could still feel his smell on her own body.

"Who was, what did he want from me,
why did he kill my thoughts? 
Who knows if one day I will be able to forget 
and go back to the way I was yesterday?"

The girl did not imagine 
that the pain could be so strong, 
the wind went by and she prayed 
that those words would not return. 

"Now start moving, make me enjoy it, 
if you don't like it, you can also scream, 
that doesn't matter since no one can hear you,
no one can save you." 

And she used to dream of a sweet music, 
and of soft lips to caress, 
of moonlights and of the waves of the sea, 
of short phrases to whisper.
 
And she used to dream of a deep love, 
unique and big, the biggest in the world, 
like a flower that has been broken 
so they had stolen the love to her.
 
The girl did not imagine 
that the pain could be so slow, 
lying in the grass she wept, 
the sun rose on her tears.

And she used to dream of a sweet music, 
and of soft lips to caress, 
of moonlights and of the waves of the sea, 
of short phrases to whisper. 
And she used to dream of a deep love, 
unique and big, the biggest in the world, 
but the wind had now left her 
only the memory of a stolen love. 
Like a flower that has been broken 
so they had stolen the love to her.