Friday, December 24, 2010

Burning Nebula

Light as a dawn, air cold from the night
Heat waves strike in a stream
And the light keeps pulsing nigh
I feel it in the palm of my hand

A small fire in this vast space
Where’s only frost, but now this gleam
Catching my wondering eye in place
Pulse in my palm, betray the end

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Thursday, December 16, 2010

Todes Lied

Wind weht in meine Kleider
Und Stille weht hinaus
Ich komme zu dir leider
Und trete in dein Haus

Blickst du in meine Augen
Blickst du in dein Gesicht
Du weißt du musst dran glauben
Doch wissen willst dus nicht

Die Angst in deinen Adern
Hält deinen Körper warm
Lässt mich ein Weilchen hadern
Doch auch du wirst zahm

Und gehst du endlich weiter
Brichst endlich mit dem Leben
Lach ich für dich heiter
Und Reite mit dir eben

Und fragst du mich wohin
Ich weiß es nicht, oh leider
Ich reite nur zum Ende hin
Wind weht in meine Kleider

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Monday, December 13, 2010

the smile of the silent

the days passing by
incredibly undamped

the days passing by
incredibly undamped

the days passing by
incredibly undamped

but my eyes rose as it crashed
into one night
when music sounded sweet again
and i could feel my breath inside of me

and my thoughts kept moving through the void
dragging my body, shifting through the shadow and the light

and life and death meant nothing
as i looked and smiled

as all those dear to me I saw
were softly smiling into the gentle night

and life and death meant nothing
as the light of these crystalizing moments

engulfed us in silence
and made us forget

waiting for those moments again
and we knew they would come

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