The End Is Music
Sometimes I look at you. As you carry the world on your shoulders. As you run from here to there. As you devotedly take care of the ones that you love. And even if there’s nothing left to smile. I feel that it’s inside. In the november of our souls. You already show that spring is on the horizon. When there’s darkness all around . In your eyes can be found the sun rising. And even if there’s nothing left to smile. I feel that it’s inside.
Let me be a raindrop reflecting your brightness . Dazzling people although I’m that small. Being a refreshment for those I fall upon. And finally coming back to you to start anew. This is my life and I don’t want to live it alone. I wanna check into your presence and stay in your zone. Show me what you got for me surprise me every day. Be there when no one else is. You say I’m precious even when I think that I’m not. And when I am miles off the mark please give me a shot. Of your love in my heart. Of your spirit in my soul. I beg you come make me whole again and again.
Sitting motionless while my mind is racing. Searching desperately for some words that don’t sound like a cliché. What remains when your philosophy breaks apart . At a moment’s notice. All I can say is that I hope you know what you do. When you took her away from me. When no anger was left but just wonderful memories. I never intended to write a song like this. Of course breakups happen everywhere but not in my perfect relationship. And as always you knew better so i hope you know what you do. Everything had been fine. Romeo and Juliet. Something got out of line. Head and heart disunited. Five clocks are ticking around me, seems like they have a race. Instead of standing still since last summer when the world still was ok.
Blankness inside. Too many trivial occurrences. Is it still you. Who makes me suspire in my breathlessness. Come clean my head. Be there as you’ve said. Wake me up. Free me from my apathy. Fill my cup. Let me see who’s next to me.
No way of understanding what went on. Just lumbering stumbling tumbling. Then rising again. Turning on the light. But you’ve already gone. And still I see you smiling. And I won’t let you fade away. I feel like under water. Our friendship never based. On meeting up. On being face to face. So what’s the difference now. And I’m sure the sun shines brightly where you are. There will be a day when nothing tears us apart anymore. No more disharmony. Everything resounding as beautiful symphony. The end is music.
Pride Of Creation
Hello everybody in this place. We hope deeply that today is one of those days. When you come home late but filled with peace. Having had the pleasure of checkin’ out our melodies: We want to fill your head with rock and rull and things like that. Give you something you won’t forget. Make things clear with our set. We lay down all our major things. All our probs and sufferings. Turn on the amps and get it on: one two three. The door is open once more. Make you feel so good. This is what we’re looking for. Can you feel your stomach tremble from the bass. Think you can’t get out of this without a sweaty face: to god we give all our sweat and praise.
Everything is getting better. Easier and cheaper and much faster than before. Economy is booming. Supply is growing. meat for nothing. thanks to the system. For making all this possible for us: If life’s a gift to all of us. Why don’t we give it to everyone. If we call us pride of creation. Why do only few sit on the throne: everything could be so easy. If we just took what we needed and not all that we can grab. Sometimes I’m afraid you haven’t. Listened to what your mamas said. And so we see one starving while another one is getting fat.
I’m sitting here on a cloud. Looking down. I watch every city until I get to your town. I keep starin’ through your window. ’Cause behind it. There is you. I love everything I see there from the head down to your shoes: hope one day you’ll see. How special you’re to me: get the key and you will see. What you mean to me. I say just give me your hand. I will lead you to the land. Where you can be happily with me. In eternity for free. Just use your key and get connected. With me: I wonder why you hesitate. Or why you still have not jumped over your shade. Do you think I am not real. Or have you got something to lose. Just give me a try and taste if I. can be the right way to choose: whatever you do. I’ll be there for you: if you need a light. I will give you sight.
This is how my modelling dream became true. So clear and true: I was hangin’ around with a cup of coffee next to me. When my mobile phone rang. Got a question would you want to be. The hair model we need so urgently for our next show. Of course I said and pictured myself with top models in a row: when I came backstage I already felt the glamour in the air. And was surprised that there wasn’t any level of intelligence in there. But what I really liked on that day was the jacky they gave me there for free. I first drank one then another one and felt love peace and harmony.
It’s late at night. I’m sittin’ here with my friend right. Next to me having missed the bus we might. Have caught if only we had tried. A little harder now we’re in a fight. Situation all stuck on the roadside. But to wait on fate is what I decide. Suddenly car lights shine up bright. a friend of mine: call it insanity. Call it foulishness. Call it what you want. it doesn’t matter to me. ’Cause that’s the way I want to be: so here I am. Ready to take a ride with you. Or even to take a flight if you. Said to me that it is time to. Do something like this ’cause I know you. Know what is the best for me to do. I thank you for giving me this clue. So I realize you and your whule crew. Are taking care of me.
Haven’t heard you for a long time. But I think that it was not your fault. Nearly forgotten how fine I am. When I got called by you. Talk with you. Write a letter to you: I could blame all the things I have to do for this. my work my family and the music biz. And when I’ve come home lately there’s no energy left. for calling you. Talk with you. Write to you: I just wanted to say sorry that I haven’t found a way. To spend a little bit of my time with you. Unfortunately there is so much to do. So I can’t explain it right now to you. But take it easy perhaps I’ll call you soon: I wonder how it got this far. Sometimes I wish I had a scar. That reminds me what it’s like. to be the one who’s waiting for a call. is it cause I am what I am. Too busy. Too lazy. Or just a strange man. Is everything else more important than you. I just want to call you. Talk with you. Write to you.
Sometimes I hear people say. This guitar that I play. Doesn’t have anything of a rockstar’s attitude. They go like. I hope that you don’t mind. But your guitar is kind of freaky. The culor. The everything. Do you know what I mean. That’s all I wanted dude. But what I say: she’s a rockstar a real rockguitar. She blows your ass away. as you can feel: sometimes I wonder why. People talk in this style. About my little sweet six-string. Although they all don’t know her right. She has also got feelings. Just as we human beings. So please respect her skin. ’Cause culor is not everything. Hear what I say: take them away now. Show them there is nothing you can’t play. Don’t care about what these people say. There’s someone who loves you as you are. Because in god’s eyes you are a star.
I’ve never been that good at arts. But when I see the sky filled with stars. After the sun set behind the sea. I can guess how great your painting skills have to be: picture of your mind. because of you it’s kind. Of a masterpiece. Only much better than these ones. Anybody here could find: I see your work of art everywhere. And I’m fascinated how you did care. About the details in this scene. How you mixed your culors. So deep and clean: thanks for creating this. Help me take care of it.
Today you pushed what’s negative away. And I’m just amazed and say. Once more you made everything ok. You had the perfect plan for this day: do you know the smell of fresh air. After the rain was there. Do you then still think back on a rainy day. Or do you breathe in and say: have you ever been in the morning sun. When the dark and culd night is gone. Do you then still think back on a dark culd night. Or do you enjoy this warm light: every day is beautiful in its kind. Even if it’s sometimes hard to find. Like a butterfly which is a caterpillar before. Every day turns out to be something more.
A young man lying in the mud. Beaten up blood all over his face. I can’t believe that this only happened. Because of his different race. Increasing suicide and murder rates. In a world full of ignorance intulerance and hate: there’s no need to go far away. If you want to see something cruel today. And I wonder if it’s maybe too easy for me just to say: whatever may come I rely on you. Whatever it be you will pull me through. I’ve made it with you for so long. So I know one thing. You know what’s on: nice little statement some people will mock me. It’s a good thing that you’re not naive. Are you blind or tell me why don’t you see. There’s not one thing to achieve with this belief: I see what you mean I would answer them. of course I can’t keep sittin’ on my ass. But who of us will have the longer breath. to make an impact on this world. You on your own or me with my faith in god. Please have a guess.
I’m standing right beside myself. And watch my life. This well reasoned something. With all the goals t’wards which I strive. Guess I’m in a lot of relationships. And connections and so on. And although I wanted it that way. There are moments I have to sing this song: sometimes I just want to spread my wings and fly. get above every tree. Get up so high. to a place where I’ve never been before. Without an obstacle. Without a closed door: I never had a problem with being like me. But sometimes I’d rather be like you. And sing this freedom simphony. I would give so much if I could kiss. The earth and everything of this. I want to see. I want to feel. And then be back as if nothing had been.
Have you noticed the smile on my face. From which I think that it would stay there. Till the end of my days. Let me tell you where this smile comes from. It comes from you because you are my one so: I wanna thank you for all the things. You’re going through with me. Please believe me cause it’s true. When I sing loudly I love you: it’s nothing special only to sing these rhymes. ’Cause in nearly every pop song you hear it 500 times. But there is one thing which makes this song different. It’s true when I sing I love you and when I say that.
Let’s take a look on something which is growing everyday. In our society, when people get their game on, start to play. It’s time to do something against this, let’s begin and say hey. This is stupid, go back on the right way: people put on an act, ’cause today it is the fact. That we just have to adapt and everybody would be glad. Is this it how it should be? That we finally will see. Assimilated unity, what is then ‘bout you and me?’: I want you to take off your mask now. And be yourself in this world of fake. So please do not be any longer. Part of this giant masquerade: if you think it’s a rule, that if you want to be coul. You must copy one’s behaviour, then you’ll just become a foul. is it you to whom I speak, because I’m not really sure. It’s not the body that I seek, what I want to have is more: you can be free if you want to be.
The balance of a war. One mio deads at least. I’m askin’ you now. Why had they to die. The most of them were suldiers. who had to leave their families. and why. only to hear the cries. when someone dies: please give me a piece of peace. and be my friend forever. lay your hands on my hands and we’ll see. we can be together: or can you give me another reason. why they had to go. perhaps because the leaders of their nations are low. sometimes I imagine: a suldier’s mother hears a knock at her door. and someone says. “your son is dead – a hero of war”.
What do you see when you look in the sky. I see a big blue plate and birds who fly very high. I see big white clouds which come along. And without them you see a yellow point called sun: when I look in the sky I see the sun in the highest. Place of this giant blue thing. And sometimes I think that it shines a little bit brighter. When I do just sing this song: but what do you think why do I sing this song. Perhaps because I love the sun. But I don’t love it I only like it more than the rain. But also that isn’t my fault cause it’s not my fault. But the one of my brain.
Es sitzt tief. ganz tief in mir drin. Das ist es. Danach richt ich meinen sinn. Der Gedanke an Dich und deine Herrlichkeit. Freu mich schon so lang. Auf den Tag an dem Du kommst. Und darum bin ich bereit: denn ich will Dich sehn. Will mit Dir gehen. Will Dich spüren. Möcht Dich ganz einfach berühren. Will immer bei Dir sein. Auch wenn es manchmal nicht so scheint. Bin ohne Dich so klein. Vater lass mich nie allein: was das wohl gibt. Ob ich dann weiche Knie krieg. Wenn ich Dir dann gegenüberstehe. Und Dir mitten in die Augen sehe. Und während wir dann so zusammenstehen. Und ich meinen ganzen Mut zusammennehme. Sag ich Dir mitten ins Gesicht. „Gott big daddy ich liebe Dich!“.