I m stuck on to you baby
Stuckk on your face
I might repeating the sentance
Maybe,
but not to waste
Coz everynight now
I see you in my dreams,
many moments baby
I think of you
and if I bloody try to wash it,
This fuckin heart buys a rain-coat new
Tell me what to dooooooh..
Ohhhhh
Tell me what to dooooooooooo!
I was sitting in the corner, thiking of the quite times and there were noises everywhere, not natural; all made by madness`
It was confusing enough for me to go more deep- the search was in continuation for pure peace.
I, at first tried a seldome approach,
but only to know; t'was loathed with ego,
What can i do to please you, my little mind- I asked, why this much blue!
Nothing it told me and i found, nothing it ever tells you...
Yet i smiled- "if only it was about the color blue"
...the noises are still there but i've stopped thinking; and not rash they are now, but seem more soothing.
Drifter is a word, also an emotion to many
Strolling their whole life, they appriciate
Stunn of science and calm of pure,
they been doing so- since an anicient date
To pass the time or to know more
This life, that has setteled on many a shores
They walked, are walking and will be walking...too long, too late
I am the life, a being of the earth,
I am the very idea to love or curse,
I can do or can't; express my wants.
I can take back the wrong or intend to do so,
I am able, can listen and understand.
I too am greedy but more happy when shared,
Choosey sometimes; not exoticely rare
I love my surroundings and respect other's,
I play, i pipe and want to live reverse
Through the streets of unknown,
a familiar sound passes,
Isolated parkways, it seem- begun to start talking.
The lurking shaddows are thrilled to see a living face,
...with hope to get free with this humanly grace.
Sail my love, sail to new land..
Indulge and play in strangeness hand...
Never be bound in your mind..
Into the waters new- take a dive.
...and if you strive, dont worry but find your appetite..
while on the horizon somewhere, a bright sun shines.
It's been long....not swimming, sitting still in drought,
The sun strikes hard but no brightness in thoughts..
Look back and relax-the way life has taken,
and coping with it, mind felt numb... bruised and shaken
Something I missed from then to now... once unimportant, makes all the sense somehow
Dear Grace please tell me, what should I dwell in!
Pull me an inch above now, or give me the moment of Wow!
