Friday, September 29, 2006

The day I bought a heart II

I should have left you
In that shop I bought you
Oh, I should have picked another one
I want my money back
But no-one cares
I wasn't just myopic when I saw you
I was blind

Cause you were the last of your kind
Right there, in that very ugly corner
Full of dust
A sort of thing nobody wants to buy
The strangest, coldest heart of hearts


'Can I at least have a discount?'
'Madam, we can't do that, I'm sorry'
And there I was
Taking money out of my purse
A typical marketing victim
And there you were
In a very cute little gift bag

Cause you were the last of your kind
Right there, in that very ugly corner
Full of dust
A sort of thing nobody wants to buy
The strangest, coldest heart of hearts


Tricky paths is what I like the most
Risky stuff? I push myself to the utmost
'Challenging', I though
While I was holding you
You foolish thing that I bought
But there I was
In love with you
In my hands there was this poor
Little feeble heart
There you were
A little murky heart
That I so stupidly though I could mend

Cause you were the last of your kind
Right there, in that very ugly corner
Full of dust
A sort of thing nobody wants to buy
The strangest, coldest heart of hearts


'Can I buy just a slice?'
'No madam, we can't keep the rest on ice'
Yeah, these things you have to have it all
It's all or nothing at all
Hearts? You can't keep them
It's fire they want, it's what they become
So it's ashes I find
In that hearts' spine
A heart has no love
And love has no heart

Fast-falling

Thursday, September 28, 2006

Mirror of me

Mirror mirror on the wall
Reflexions of what I am not
Reply to my musings
Glittering
Mirror mirror oh so small
I fell in love with you
Give me back to me
I need a line of myselves to see me

Why can't I see me in you?
Why do you have a face?
You make me fell useless
Can you tell me why?

Mirror mirror on my stall
Eyes of souls no one can see
Answer to my doubts
Sparkling
My mirror, see me crawl
My world is shallow
Please reflect me up
I need a line of yourselves to see me

Why can't I shine like you?
And oh Why do you shine?
You kill me deadless
Can you know why?

I don't want a line
I need eternity
I need space
I need darkness
I need my grace

I beckon you, don't destroy me
My reflexion is a lie you invented
Your mental images inflicted on me
I beckon you, come near
I'll shatter you into pieces
Free you from your external self
Break you
Murder you
Ignore you
Love you
Kill you
[BANG]

[piano]
Mirror mirror on the floor
Broken pieces of broken worlds
Still glittering
Mirror mirror on my core
You'll always shine in me
Forever sparkling
When will it end?

Saturday, September 23, 2006

Cobwebs sang melodies the wind waltzed

A ball in Vienna

One-two-three
One-two-three
It all gets real when the music's on
Until the stars stop shining
It gets real enough while they dance this waltz
Until the sun screams yellow
They find dancing very agreeable
And talk secretly about their passions
I find dancing very agreeable
But we stand quietly towards our passion
A courteous little bow
They've been performing smiles for this
Eyes meeting eyes
Nothing more
A courteous little bow
I've been sleeping smiles for you
Eyes meeting souls
Nothing more
One-two-three
One-two-three
Their bodies travelling around the room
So nicely
Our bodies mourning across the room
So sadly
They look as if they know everything
And keep going backwards and forwards
Tap-dancing on a floor with my name
We look as if we no nothing
But keep going backwards and forwards
Tap-dancing on the floor of our hearts
Round and round, round again
They part, they join
Only leaving next to status
Round and round and round again
We try to part, I try to join
Only living next to you
One-two-three
One-two-three
Evident signs at the end of the ball
The endeavour to leave
Eyes meeting eyes
Nothing more
Secret signs at our distant ball
The tears of your cruelty
Eyes meeting souls
Hearts and more
Almost mystic
Scarcely tragic
Their past hidden in the rythms of the present
Almost tragic
Scarcely mystic
Our future hidden in the rythms of the past
We could dance one last time
Let us dance one last time
One-two-three
One-two-three

Salvation is in the eye of the beholder

Yellow Raven

You crossed a line over your chest
a line broken and twisted in its nest

Like water over it I'm tapdancing
just like water does when it's raining

I'm aiming for your eyes so grey
I promised I'd save them if you stayed

They stole them when you were asleep
Those yellow ravens of deceit

Unsinging mermaids of the sands
Squawking knots of tangled hair strands

Beautiful yellow raven, lock him free
He's just a child with a scrapped knee

He needs a world of logic, ceilings and walls
a world where a man happilly crawls

Here fishes dance chained to pines
Laughing seals fly over deep purple skies

These crying kites from death you spared
He just wants to go home, he's scared

Following the line you drew so carefully
I'll clean the air for you so neatly

Go away, you sad creatures of non-sense
To be yourselves forever is my sentence

I'll chase all your nightmares away
Like butterflies in a net they'll stay

Now your eyes are my secret hiding place
I'm sweeping the line, we'll leave no trace.

And one two, dancing shoe!

Monday, September 11, 2006

I Love It When

Baby, please sing to me
Sing, sing aloud
Baby, tell me you love me
And love me a lot
Tell me you cannot live without me
Say it like it's never enough
Invite me inside when it's raining
And then picture us married
I love it when you look that serious

Baby, argue with me
Argue with me aloud
Baby, please trouble me
Trouble me a lot
Just scream your lungs out
Say you had enough
Leave me outside the door when it's raining
And then steal my umbrella
I love it when you act that mean

Baby, please warn me
Warn me about me aloud
Baby, criticise me
Criticise me a lot
Tell me how unreasonable I am
Say you cannot agree with me
That the sun is brighter when it's raining
Hear my silent compliment of rational opposition
I love it when you say 'I told you so'

Baby, you look desperate to me
Too desperate and too loud
Baby, please look a little bit more tired
Like I tire you a lot
Just heave a sigh
Say 'What can I do?'
Tell me you hate when it's raining
Burst in tears, let me hear you crying
I love it when you look as you might give up

Baby, please irritate me
Do something loud
Baby, think about it
Think a lot
And then tell me about your fears
Say it all, say nothing at all
Anyway, I can't hear you when it's raining
Then turn your back on me
I love it when you slam the door and say it's over

Baby, cry for me
Cry out loud
Baby, please regret me
Regret me a lot
Tell me you never want to see me again
Say you'll miss me
Leave me outside the door when it's raining
Give my umbrella back
I love it when it's definitely over

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Chaos breeds life

One of those days

When I woke up this morning
a shiny sunny sleepy friday morning
one of those simple fridays
I realized I didn't have hands
Oh what now?
What will the piano do now?
What will my pencils do now?
How will I wave hello now?
It was a bad friday...

When I woke up this afternoon
a villain voo-doo vanishing saturday afternoon
one of those plain saturdays
I realized I didn't have windows
Oh what now?
What will my cats do now?
What will my curtains do now?
How will the world be seen now?
It was a sad saturday...

When I woke up this night
a moody moaning misty sunday night
one of those boring sundays
I realize I didn't have a house
Oh what now?
What will my chairs do now?
What will my teas do now?
How will I open doors now?
It was a mad sunday...

When I woke up this dawn
a gloomy groovy glowing monday dawn
one of those forgotten mondays
I realize I didn't have myself
Oh what now?
What will my brain do now?
What will my friends do now?
How will I exist as me now?
It was a sad and bad and mad monday...

It was one of those days
It was one of strange those days
Oh well, it happens...