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Come, sit down. I might forget how to write and start talking instead. Abracadabra, have you got time? There have been some changes around my existence The scenery has burned to ashes. Figures suffered injuries. And wishes no longer count for eyelashes. A bird is my reflection, I fly on the wings of emotion, Get lost in the notion. It feels romantic, not the least fatal temptation, like a bird flying over the ocean. Vertical falling raindrops hit my bare feet. The patterns had been laid, of course, but I didn't walk them. I stood and listened to the free fall of the raindrops and their weight. Light and heavenly, in the middle is the sky. It is my eye reflecting its image and the sky reflecting the weight of it all. I wonder if these mirrors are true, Will I go and look, will you come too? Falling in slow motion, surfing in the air and floating on top of the rain. Water makes its way through the gutter. Illusions helped me build a shutter. Getting used to life does not feel fair. Everything seems a lot to bear. Growing up often brought a certain desperation. An older me blew its hopeful breath into the air. Tomorrow lies in a dreamy maze. The ray of hope is sweetest gaze. As today looks back at you, you look into the ether. The desire fires loudly, pure "together". What is together? So I share some of my freedom to give it to peace. A little privacy, intimacy, sensitivity can diminish. So I thrust both my hands and arms into the torso of this trunk and wait. Slowly growing from the inside out as the roots expand around me and I slowly shrink. Finger by finger, they fold themselves into the flip side. Small bio fluorescent mushrooms grow throughout the mouth. A blooming, self-consuming film grows slowly and glows. At night we drip, dance and groove. Moaning wilderness flows down my ear canal. Tiny cracks sparkle, rank growth slings itself around the trunk. Wind slides across the leaves, making noises above the trees. There are lights in the distance, but darkness remains on my lichen-covered flesh. My expanding torso breathes in the trunk. Warm air blows and vibrations are released. As they pass by my appearance, few will pause and look. My images become sensations. During this fusion I no longer see with my face. The structures are strong, they form a cave. I am slowly disappearing, dissolving, but we are brave, it only seems like a grave. Working together is an attempt to understand. Learning as I try to cultivate a new land. Danke für deine Zeit. Diesen Text muss man nicht ganzheitlich verstehen, er ist zum fühlen gedacht. Freue mich sehr über dein Feedback.

The crumbling pie is utterly shy, because of the crumbles, it terribly mumbles. It wish‘s to be eaten by the teachers of Eaton, but to shy to talk and unfit to walk, it waits on the plate, predicting its fate. But then in a rush, no time for a blush, a young maiden‘s hand, and this is the end.

Your choice. What is time it is a kind of madness. She does not exist, If it is not fair just stand up to fix. It is ridiculous´ we try to own her, we can she not save if You want to hunt her, then you will be her wasted slave. Do not try to find your answer in a another ones. We life right now, so realise the present of life and make your own chance. It is on us to make a new step, We all have a choice, so never forget. Something happens what you do not understand, something its stronger than you, but that is not the end. It is ok to take a while and to be afraid, Its ok to lose but beleve on you, you be a present You will find your own way. Take of your shoes and run barefoot to feel the tricky way of the live wherever you walk. Run over the end until the silent and stop to think and to talk. So then´ I will use my choice, I want to dance in the rain. between fire and storm, between love and pain. I CHOOSE TO FEEL THE LIFE

Intro Verse: Ohh yeah baby, i Feeling so lonely i thought it was lovely so im trying to be the best theres a stitch in my chest wishing all the best for you no matter what you do Pre Chorus: they said we were not bold but i dont know how to get hold Chorus: i never thought thats gonna be easy, ye ah ah oh oh oh sometimes i miss this the feel of the first kiss love can be harder then hell Verse: im not your little baby and you ask why search for the sight why were so alone searching for a home why are we lonely Pre Chorus: they said we were not bold but i dont know how to get hold Chorus: i never thought thats gonna be easy, ye ah ah oh oh oh sometimes i miss this the feel of the first kiss love can be harder then hell Bridge: im so good at losing i need help from a person that i love they stay over and above i dont wanna make a false move be head over heels in love they know me to well Chorus: i never thought thats gonna be easy, ye ah ah oh oh oh sometimes i miss this the feel of the first kiss love can be harder then hell OhhOhh i never thought thats gonna be easy, ye ah ah oh oh oh.. That´s never be easy Outro Geschrieben von MELZAS am 21.05.2020