Samstag, 22. August 2009

A poem and a song

Hours

Seventeen hours of being awake
Each day it is all the same
Uncertain of this life being a fake
Need cash to finish off this game

Seven hours of numbing slumber
Each night hands on the dimmer
Only slowly switching to a lower number
Until you see the black star shimmer

Twenty four hours of heartbeat
With 120 beats a minute
The very moment our hands meet
Take this chance and win it

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Black Wings

(Verse)
Feeling so disillusioned
Seeing the past, the presence and the future
All in one screen
Everything wants attention

(Chorus)
On the edge of the creek
The horizon begins to blur
Feet are losing balance
But the wings won't open

(Verse 2)
Trying to undo the fusion
Indifference is just around the corner
Awaiting my command
It's time to give a sign

(Chorus)
On the edge of the creek
The horizon begins to blur
Feet are losing balance
But the wings won't open

On the verge of the creek
The horizon begins to blur
Head is spinning fast
And the wings won't open

(Bridge)
Let the tailwind blow
It's gonna be a damn good show
Test of courage at its best and don't
Don't you dare to leave me here alone

(Chorus)

(End)
And the wings...
Will take you to eternity

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