Andrew Westermann

A little white cloud standing out from the other
The hole in its middle shows the gorgeous blue sky

More little white cloud appear
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A man trying to escape to freedom
with no succes

So many things holding him back
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Missing for eternity
wished to come back
hope always remaining
through out his life time
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A memory burned into my head
like fire into a piece of wood

faiding
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a feeling
never before felt in my life
confidence rising
not understandable
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A house swallowed in shadow
on a lonely hill
the wind crashing down on it
like water on a rock
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The melody i can not supress
ever running through my ears
with no end
like a river running into the ocean
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I have lost myself in this hole
This hole of darknes
and know not how to escape
my thoughts a blur
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The sun shines ever on and on
But a blanket of velvet covers the trees
The light I search can not be found
For I am under this blanket
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A piano in the background
playing
A pianist in his heaven
in which I shall never step foot
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Her face turns towards mine
and I do not know who she is
whether she is lost or if she is trying to get lost
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