Entrain

My fleer resounds
And my words fall like crystals
Your brittle briskness
Lights up my sky
When winds turn round
And leave their sound
Like spinning wheels
On the frozen ground

What can I do
To make you see
That I cannot break my back
What can I say
To make you feel
That sincerity lights all stars

Clouds are floating

The moon lights up shades
Giving warmth and trying to save

It's said time's a healer
Bleeding eyes and bleeding wounds
As you want to be and need
A saviour when the rain runs dry

Oh, I wish you'd convert me
In these times also
I can't even bear myself
With your intimate nearness
Lift me up to a higher ground above

Lift me up to a deeper ground beneath

If There Was A God

What I've seen and what I've lost
Led my mind to a loss of trust
What I've lost and what I've seen
Filled my heart with a broken down dream
Gimme pain, I want more
Nothing else that I long for
Tear apart my heart as you do
Tear apart my soul the same way, too

That one leaves the other...
And all confiding fades as if it has never been
It's somethinī I will never understand

Yes, you're right but you also know
That human feelings change
It's a high-handed act
That even the wisest can't explain

Yes, you're right and I also know
That if there was a god
I would wish him to endure
As a human being
The cruel crimes of love
I donīt want to hurt

Lilith

I still believe that we look perfecly together
You changed your life and so the places do
Cold winter snow is coming down forever
Itīs in your lies - I can see through

You won't get far, you are not right
Come on, lets talk it out
Yes, I still walk in neon lights
Is your life easier without?

Don't say you're sorry
Cause I feel sorry for myself
Who said that lovers shine
And lights just kiss?

Fot the day I need my hands above
Cause nights are cold
Some people grow old together
Now you melt away

You wonīt get far, you are not right
Come on, lets talk it out
Yes, I still walk in neon lights
Is your life easier without?
You left this house and gave no ground
For me to handle the remained
An empty hall, a silent door
I can hardly go an inch

Neon Dream

We stay here on a bench - a room
The next drinks will be brought up soon
Neon lights
Today we thought the angels would come
Instead the angels fell
Imprisoned in their longing for

Crumbled blossoms on the floor
Red light
The blonde girl how she's laughing...for...
Some customers are joking
The music sounds devour their words
A clown - he looks so absurd

We want to hear the angels
Sometimes you mean "we have to flee"
But I can't complete this real scene
And ashes...

Feel the gift but look through haze

What haze
All unknown figures in this place
Today we thought the angels would come
Instead the angels fell
Imprisoned in their Longing for

We want to hear the angels
Sometimes you mean "we have to flee"
But I can't complete this real scene
And ashes...
We have to be the angels
And ashes
And ashes
To feel
To feel
For real
We have to flee
To feel
For real
And just to be...

Overscreening

All signs on defence
Open up a silent fence
Struggle there wildly on shiny red steel wheels
For real begging for real great heal

And again here we silently suffer
Knowing for real that it does not mean guilt though
Lying on a raft, floating to swirl
Condemn that for years
A greater maelstrom
Rain, draft, clouds on violet asphalt
So truly expect being swallowed
A lacerated symbol of the big red swallow
An interactive file of ego and loss

Why always the same mistakes
Under different circumstances
Why again the same black pain, woe
In spite of personal headway

We once young and uncertain

We did not feel ashamed
But nowadays with a conflict
The bearing of needs we didn't ask for

Adapt - abolished
Who lives the silent consent?
Silent as the unbearable cry
Of those who live a greater famine

Honesty speak, but I hear just
-Why don't we have so much money, honey?- funny
Iīm feeding scum that laughes about fates
Sets direction, beyond election

And it's an ease indeed
Setting guilt to anyone
But seems all quite clear though
When some get early to a rough lane

Make it sudden - with surprise

Red Light Anodyne

Sitting upstairs, laying my eyes on the roofs
In early hours - almost 6 a.m. - all used to that
All used to smell alcohol, fuel, dusty concrete, lipstick
streets' steam of the asphalt beach
Dream the twister inside will soon dissolve
But what can be found when horizons clear up?
Don't pull the plugs...
Too tired to see the news when I got home
Fell on bed alone, didnīt answer the phone

Instead: Took the red light anodyne
Between haze and the sheets
With the hips and the lips
Of the cheated stunning brunette
And inside far away
From the dear Iīm in love with
And who needs shelter and my warmth

In 1972 one more child was born
It was hard for my mother to press me to daylight
Iīm still exhausted
Be virus to the server of public lies

Radioman - youīre my favourite public slut
So dream more and drink more
And donīt expect me to be a honest person
Or do you still rely on honest people?
Each song is rattled and sung and done
Though in the end I sink on my girlsī knees

But: How can anyone know me
When I dont even know myself?
I learn to trust me
While we listen to the lies of the radio
And we still have to fight
That our choice of words
Is not a speech of abuse

Oh, you donīt know me
Cause I donīt even know myself
I learn to trust me
While we listen to the lies of the radio
And we still have to fight
That our choice of words
Is not a speech of abuse

Viable

Perhaps small concept, small given orientation
Young souls need evidence to get viable
No hybris to say
She did not dare telling herself
And how many do not dare telling themselves
How their educators convinced
Educators convince

Turn back to the forest of the unsure
Turn back to the forest of the unknown
Post-dramatic-disorder
No cure, strange disorder
Donīt be biased to openess
The laughter and public real consent
Is a try to joke about

Evelyn, it wasn't funny
When your house lost walls and doors
Now you stand at this water-cold bridge
Selling your knees and your face away
With the best of given sounds
In the middle of colder distance
Between walls of hours done
In the hollow of tear-dropped floors

Perhaps small concept, small given orientation
All souls need evidence to stay viable
No hybris to say
She did not dare telling herself
And how many do not dare telling themselves
How public educators convince

Whining Sounds

Hear the whining sounds
They penetrate the social structure
Feel the given way
Of reaching for what we're told
When material values determine existence
And human happiness doesn't even mean
To realize the dream
That lives in many hearts
And in rational thoughts
It lives in many hearts
They are not numb yet

A certain hidden elite intends
To calm with "necessary economical rules"
They rule - so feigningly
Hear
Feel

None can help us through
If we don't become conscious

That we were driven so far away
From our most important roots
Which we just feel in a quiet moment
Close to our beloved
Those, who resorted to force finally were despised
And did not offer a very promising way
Hear
Feel

But in fact there are ways
To set the stuck in motion
Itīs so urgent to take action
Be aware of the fraud
Beyond "Real Politics" and the lie of a system
Individuals become a mass with an administered will
Hear
Feel