You were the ocean. I was the sand on the shore. Each time you touched me. You left me longing for more. But I knew I'd never hold you here. A fleeting moment was all we'd share.
You like to stand on the other side. Point and laugh so self-satisfied. Lines drawn so plain and clear to you. So plain and clear they distort your view.
This place feels like a catalog.. I wonder if your close-ups taken too long.. Would you like a snapshot for your mother, boy?. I don't care.. I don't want to know..
Nobody knows, nobody ever knows. No one ever knows that things won't stay the same.. She's in love with you, and you know you love her, too.. There will come a time when she won't know your name.
In the hollow where the pines were standing tall. In the shadows where the woods were dark and still. To a worn and weathered shack my thoughts keep turning back.
Dilba. Up the stairs locked up safely. distance fulfills its meaning. As fear comes closer bravely. to release this well-known feeling. I'm not unhappy, not directly.
Dilba. Midnight magic is here but. you're too lost to notice. I failed to understand. and now my heart knows it. Asking for too much is so. easily done.
Stand up and put some weight in your backbone. Stuck in the middle of an emotional overload. Your feeling lost in a breakdown. Driving in circles till you never gain control.
My life is fading. Sick and tired of wasting time. And my back is breaking. Underneath all this lies. . This feels like second best I'm trapped in false content.
That's so the why. When i see your blood. Going out from your arm. So attractive for myself. Don't know for red. Or for scars .. I choose what's going on.
The words you say are so mean. The way they cut-cut. And the way they hurt me. As if I am never good enough for you, for you. . Something in the way. The way you walk and the way you talk.
The ceremony, nine beings in figures. In ultraviolet, Azathoth, center of the Cosmo. Yog-Sothoth, master of dimensions. Nyarlathothep. (Prince of the Abyss).
And you thought that you'd see it again, a New England sunrise from the top of the bridge.. where every dawn you'd sit and you'd say a little prayer for your dad you haven't seen in a year..
I only disappoint you. You only disappoint yourself. I know I can't control you. You know I can't control myself. . I'm over my head, in and out, I'm ahead.
Time has run out. And you can't see why. Can't understand. You won't even try. Stupid stupid person. Your head's turned around. Facing the wall. You still can't see.
Nur wer die Sehnsucht kennt. und Heimweh beim Namen nennt. der wei so einsam ohne Dich. ist jeder neue Tag für mich.. ---------------------------------------------------------------------.
Hundertdreißig Briefe und ein Bild in mir. . nie bring ich die Sehnsucht so auf das Papier.. Schreibe wie ein Dichter. doch es hilft nicht sehr.. wünsch mir meine Liebste von so weit hierher..
Nachts am Wolgastrand. wir geh'n Hand in Hand. und der Mond scheint so süß auf die Taiga.. Leis und traurig klingt die Balalaika. . ach Kalinka. du bist wild und schön..