Contour

 

stay awake, nothing bad is at stake.

try to stay alert, focus on the clear voices from the inside.

the blind side is pure, illuminates the night’s contour.

 

I savour the solitude in rocks, devotion in a box,

we can make it disappear. as a favour for

everything that’s here: the waking in a dream,

the truth lies in between. 

all within the color scheme of the unforeseen.

 

once I’m there, there is no other place I’d rather be,

cause the best I’ve ever seen is here and now, with all

voices from the inside. the blind side so pure.

illuminates the night’s contour.

 

I savour the solitude in rocks, devotion in a box,

we can make it disappear. as a favour for

everything is here: the waking in a dream,

the truth that’s in between. 

all within the color scheme of the unforeseen.

 

forever easy as breathing will be, we’ll see.

forever easy as breathing will be, we’ll see.

 

 

Burn Into the Light

 

I seek you, freak, you are perfection.

I need to reveal my affection.

I steal the real detection 

to feel the speed of our connection.

 

glow and burn into the light,

show us notion and delight.

the moment’s always on your side.

know your beauty, flow with pride.

 

waste your youth with precision.

taste the truth, find a vision.

you’re so cute and on a mission,

a parachute in full collision.

 

glow and burn into the light.

show us notion and delight.

the moment’s always on your side.

know your beauty, flow with pride.

 

I lose myself in you, there’s nothing I can do,

you broke my heart in two.

and if you give me another chance with you,

you know I would pursue, I follow your voodoo...

 

you enter the scene like a goddess,

intervene with your stardust.

the night is here to discard us -

this guillotine I will trust.

 

glow and burn into the light.

show us notion and delight.

the moment’s always on your side.

know your beauty, flow with pride.

 

 

The Devil

 

some say she’s a lover, some say she’s a whore

and I hear some say she’s the devil, but nobody is sure.

some ask for forgiveness, but I can never tell

if she really pushed me or if I fell, well...

 

her smile is an ambush.

she disarms you with grace.

and when she says she loves you

she’s lying right into your face.

 

she kept me like a promise, she left me with a curse.

and ever since she disappeared things gone worse.

if you ever see her, if you find her tracks

please tell her that I need her, but watch your back because...

 

her smile is an ambush.

she disarms you with grace.

and when she says she loves you

she’s lying right into your face.

 

love is a game that we all play the same.

one’s a winner, one’s a sinner, one’s a fool.

love is a chain that connects us in pain,

it’s creation, devastation, a precious jewel.

 

her smile is an ambush.

 

 

Collector // Puzzle

 

a visit to the drail doll shop,

some pretty faces on the street.

a step into a comic, a pink one,

the good dream.

 

bending my attention span

like rubber in the boiling sun.

the grow up with excuses and a loaded gun.

just like everyone.

 

the collector craves the puzzle

for a rush every now and then

he’s trying to put the pieces together again.

the connection he is making

is a world that’s parallel.

he’s riding fortune like a carousel.

 

ultraviolet light

 

bringing back a simple benefit

on the way of trading truthful counterfeit.

the picture’s getting split up,

unbalanced, erratic.

 

the collector craves the puzzle

for a rush every now and then

he’s trying to put the pieces together again.

the connection he is making

is a world that’s parallel.

he’s riding fortune like a carousel.

 

 

Echolot                                                                     

 

throwing colors on the wall

with the force of a canonball,

and I’m watching it blend into

my denial of still caring for you.

your remembrance is hard to lose,

cause my memories are tattoos.

 

I’m dying to hear an answer in the echo. below

I’m trying to clear the image for tomorrow.

I’m dying to know.

 

when I’m drowning in a drop

my perspective can do a lot

I know well your spell is still working every day

I can tell my cells are addicted to your play

 

I’m dying to hear an answer in the echo. vertigo.

I’m trying to clear the image for tomorrow.

 

and I’m turning in circles,

I fall and rewind. I should prefer to be colorblind.

 

I’m dying to hear an answer in the echo. vertigo.

I’m trying to clear the image for tomorrow.

vertigo.

 

and I’m turning in circles...

 

 

Dunkelziffer

 

I don’t ever want to leave my mind.

a place of my own no one will find.

I just need to calm the waves around,

anything to see the mud impound,

so I can explore what’s on the ground.

 

following the stream of consciousness.

trying to avoid any slowing down.

setting up a trap to catch a thought

as deep as it gets.

 

considering that everything is true.

knowing that distraction is a fake.

building up an empire made out of neat, driven thoughts.

in the end you’ll see. 

 

I was waiting for a cure, I felt tired and insecure.

my redemption wasn’t pure enough for me.

but I waited ’till the day, I didn’t pack and walk away.

though there wasn’t much left that made me want to stay and it’s ok.

 

 

Out of Silence

 

if you want to be with me, be my guest, the sky is open,

we are like satellites circling the atmosphere,

forming patterns from the outside

because on the inside there’s you and me.

 

we’re not here to make sense – living daylight.

and when gravity’s too intense, it is alright.

 

since the world is bipolar, beautiful and distorted,

strange things happening in this abyss.

it got us good. There’s so much more to discover,

it’s one way or the other eventually.

 

we’re not here to make sense – living daylight.

and when gravity’s too intense, it is alright.

 

you’re the attraction in the source of light.

the path around you is getting narrow,

I’m roaming on my orbit getting closer to you.

because without you I’d be lost, out of place

and I’d go right off into space along a straight line.

 

a compass for the soul.

perfect decontrol.

 

we’re not here to make sense, just a living daylight.

and I don’t mind if gravity’s intense. well, it is alright.

 

 

Mezzanine

 

in a room of fading lights there are two doors.

the first one stimulates my appetite for so much more,

so I enter.

 

before my eyes wisdom lies at my disposal.

I’m kissed by temptation, as a retaliation I will reject this proposal.

 

I feel alive inside a dream, I can never reach the end of daybreak.

well it seems to be my descent.

 

in this mezzanine I’m waiting for a sign.

a state in which I feel shivers down my spine.

 

and the second door, in contrast, is inconspicuous.

but it conceals my angst from myself. I’m curious, is it a quest?

 

I feel alive inside a dream, I can never reach the end of daybreak.

well it seems to be my descent.

 

in this mezzanine I’m waiting for a sign.

a state in which I feel shivers down my spine.

  

 

Lullabyebye 

 

I want you to know that I am here for you.

why can’t we just be a little less reasonable?

 

if we could change time we could change place,

cause I want you to know that I am here for you.

                                              

 

 

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