Freitag, 14. Mai 2004
Wissen sie, ich hab in dem Sommer Achselhaare bekommen, und war mit mir selbst beschäftigt.
Grandios, bestechend, unbeständig. Und das Happy End war eher ein Content End. Ich vermiss sie, nix neues. Sie mich wohl nicht, zumindest hat sies nicht gesagt. Und doch behauptet, es sei nix im Busch. Wie unterschiedlich Auffassungen doch sein können.
Mittwoch, 12. Mai 2004
Kosmopolitisch korrekt kontrollierte Kernbereiche
means: shutdown of your inner self.
I wonder what it's like
seeing through your eyes
you've offered me to have a try
but I was always late
the filters that i use
give me the excuse
I take away what's real
I feel it and it blows my fuse
and take me higher
come take me higher
come take me high above our time
strange to be on marvel hill
I've walked some years to find
I really thought that I could take you there
and this is not a case of lust, you see
it's not a matter of you versus me
I know that I've done you wrong
but you're hard to please
do you really think
that love is gonna save your soul
well I sure hope so
I really really hope so
I don't know what you're looking for
but you haven't found it , that's almost sure
I'm losing my baby
you're losing a saviour and a saint
and you rely on
what you get high on
I hang around
for another round
I'm hanging on
to the same old song
without you I move at random
no, it's not that I don't know
I just don't want it to grow
I need so much more
it's too much to ask for.