Once more my heart is in my pen
wasting the paper and telling lies.
My brain stays quiet, but thinks: „Again!
Will there be an end to all the why’s? “
Around me there was only darkness,
I was surrounded by eternal night.
Somehow you destroyed the emptiness,
and with you came my beloved light.
These hours that are killing you...
I hate these hours, these minutes.
All words are empty and matter to no one
I want to light the sky and burn the moon
Today my songs came to an end.
At night my voice was stuck in my throat.
It feels like I’ve lost my closest friend
I can’t even utter a single note.
The sun falls into the sea,
another day has died.
Another night embraces me
again my hopes have lied.
I searched for the perfect rose,
but I was left empty-handed.
Someone whispered to me:
Whose tears am I crying?
One is talking, one is lying.
You were supposed to come through the wind.
I felt and listened and looked around
Everything I loved was safe and sound.
Everything was the same as it was before
This day is mine and mine alone.
It’s mine to spend however I choose.
I can read or write or dream of Rome
whatever I do, I have nothing to lose.