yet you feel empty,
skin of glass shredding white light -
a dark corner tongue
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yet you feel empty,
skin of glass shredding white light -
a dark corner tongue
Yet you feel empty
Full of emptiness again
And ceasing in it
a dark-corner tongue
teasing the edge of my lips
then claiming them fully.
then claiming them fully
deliberate slow counting
insects in her web
insects in her web
bugs, ants, even butterflies
struggling to get out
struggling to get out
anywhere but here; driven on
restless notes within
restless notes within
the very depths of my soul-
a new song is born.
a new song is born
a new life springs from the air
there's peace all around!
there's peace all around
on a late winter evening
but spring is now near . . .
but spring is now near
we've passed winter's harrying
ice panorama
ice panorama
glaciers, avalanches
life buried in snow.
Life buried in snow
We are crushed under a load
of ambivalence.
of ambivalence
of the right way to approach
we think but in vain.
we think but in vain
we sense through feeling alone
we wade through data
we wade through data
a wash of information,
carried down life's stream
carried down life's stream
destination yet unknown
stuck in a delta
stuck in a delta
at a loss of which exit
yields up ocean fruits
yields up ocean fruits
scampi, crayfish, breams and perch
but nev'r a mermaid.
but nev'r a mermaid
in the deep of the ocean
they will not get caught
they will not get caught
On the contrary mermaids
will swim to catch me!
will swim to catch me
haunting, singing, playing nice
I am on dry land
I am on dry land
she knows it and also knows
how to pull me in!
How to pull me in
Is not difficult to find
All over my face
All over my face
glistens my love alone for
her-my dear mermaid!
Her - my dear mermaid
Living in the fairy world
Loving every day
Living in the fairy world
twinkling wand of love in her
hand, flipping her tail.
hand flipping her tail
profane motion set in time
and the bass beats on
And the bass beats on
The violins keep quiet
As a flute whispers
As a flute whispers
butterflies begin to dance
color my lips red.
color my lips red
with each kiss a bit more comes
I play the Joker
I play the Joker
the king and queen get amused
the courtiers weep.
The courtiers weep
tears form a river of salt
to sail away on
to sail away on
is no joke in a desert
with ship of your life.
with ship of your life
frail vessel among the storms
who then is captain?
who then is captain?
it's every man for himself!
each makes his own path
each makes his own path
walk beside, next, opposite
but keep on moving
but keep on moving
moving is the symbol of
life that brings us near.
life that brings us near
closing in, final minutes
until death arrives
until death arrives
let us sit together hand
in hand and talk love!
in hand and talk love
but not practise it, you mind!
all just in theory