Faith, in hope, in darkness
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buthereisthereisthereis
a crack
somewhere…
and we can get through
Cityspace
I want to run far away
And curl up, pulling the ground over me
Maybe then it will be ok -
Cityspace
No I cannot say it
No you do not know me
Hidden from the streetlights
Invisible to the towering mountains
We have our own little corner
To take a breath
Yellow
A girl
Leading a blind sheep down the steps into an open mouth
Yellow
I am not here, nor there
A sample of sunken soul
Eaten alive by happy flowers
Please let my hair speak for me
Days of the Week
You never told me you cared
I never said I didn’t miss you
Days of the week
Closer, an inch more
I want to feel you, believe me I can kill you
Lie there, lay still
Why does not this sickness heal
Thirst…
Perverse Sexuality & Toilet
Dance with me in circles
Perverse Sexuality & Toilet
ah ah! (oh ohhh….)
There there! noooooo (yesssss!)
But you know I can also let you go (dry like a salty fish)
So, commander, I’ll follow your order, but don’t play foul!
Tree and Artificiality
Maybe there is nothing left
