She woke up in a bar
she was far from a star
- her tights were torn up
where the hell is the top?
then it entered her mind
that she might have been blind
what she had try to find
had gone lost in her mind
and she opened her eyes
and saw clouds in de skies
she could track her way back
to the earlier track
seeing all from above
all that once was before
she saw losses and love
and she opened the door
There were memories there
both of love and of fear
but peculiar thing
there was something with him
she could see who she was
and who she came to be
she could see what she'd lost
and what she had to need
Only wishing for love
craving more than a lot
They could never fill up
all the needs that she got
she was far from a star
when she woke in the bar
Was a damn little thing,
all that love was in him ...
Sunday, 6 November 2011
Thursday, 13 October 2011
Propaganda
They try each day to tell you
what to do and what to not
They're trying hard to teach you
Who you are and what you're not
They say it is your purpose
to work for greater goods
they say they want to please you
but try to stear your moods
They're trying hard to prove it
they're good at what they do
they teach you how to live it
then tell you it's the truth
They've changed your education
they've rearranged the blocks
they prove by demonstration
and keep you in the box
They want you to forget - you
they want you to conform
they need you to fit into
the shape of things to come
They've done for generations
and now they're in control
convinced you to take action
and play your chosen role
But this is propaganda
to keep you in the dark
they made you all surrender
not listen to your heart
They tell you what the facts are
Then show the logic there
then demonstrate their wisdom
and keep you all in fear
This is propaganda
This is hiding truth
This is their agenda
This is what they do
This is how they rule you
This is what they hide
This is how they fool you
This is how they lie
You are a genuine being
the truth resides in you
your life is more than living
your soul knows that is true
It's telling you through feelings
what's right and what is wrong
to recognize emotions
will change the road you're on
One day you should consider
to look inside for clues
in there you can discover
the depth inside of you
You shouldn't blindly follow
their selfrepressing rules
their world is truly shallow
Your focus should be YOU
what to do and what to not
They're trying hard to teach you
Who you are and what you're not
They say it is your purpose
to work for greater goods
they say they want to please you
but try to stear your moods
They're trying hard to prove it
they're good at what they do
they teach you how to live it
then tell you it's the truth
They've changed your education
they've rearranged the blocks
they prove by demonstration
and keep you in the box
They want you to forget - you
they want you to conform
they need you to fit into
the shape of things to come
They've done for generations
and now they're in control
convinced you to take action
and play your chosen role
But this is propaganda
to keep you in the dark
they made you all surrender
not listen to your heart
They tell you what the facts are
Then show the logic there
then demonstrate their wisdom
and keep you all in fear
This is propaganda
This is hiding truth
This is their agenda
This is what they do
This is how they rule you
This is what they hide
This is how they fool you
This is how they lie
You are a genuine being
the truth resides in you
your life is more than living
your soul knows that is true
It's telling you through feelings
what's right and what is wrong
to recognize emotions
will change the road you're on
One day you should consider
to look inside for clues
in there you can discover
the depth inside of you
You shouldn't blindly follow
their selfrepressing rules
their world is truly shallow
Your focus should be YOU
Monday, 9 May 2011
In the silver
What did you see in the silver?
Why did it scare you away?
Will you be running forever?
or will your surrender one day?
Didn't you see the reflection?
Didn't you get what it was?
Feelings that turned to rejection
Reflected yourself in the glass
Didn't it lead you to changes?
Seemingly finding a way?
Guiding you slowly to answers
and feeling it starting today
Now, is the only thing staying
Always forever intact
Mirrors reflect you in feeling
but opposites always attract
When
You see you looked in the silver
You see you saw what it was
You see there's only reflection
- I see the one in the glass
Why did it scare you away?
Will you be running forever?
or will your surrender one day?
Didn't you see the reflection?
Didn't you get what it was?
Feelings that turned to rejection
Reflected yourself in the glass
Didn't it lead you to changes?
Seemingly finding a way?
Guiding you slowly to answers
and feeling it starting today
Now, is the only thing staying
Always forever intact
Mirrors reflect you in feeling
but opposites always attract
When
You see you looked in the silver
You see you saw what it was
You see there's only reflection
- I see the one in the glass
Wednesday, 27 April 2011
Strawberry lights
To find where emotions are right
You need to look in, to the light
To find how to quiet your mind
You need to believe what you find
But do not believe what you're told
From no one, nor me, or the old
You need to find out for your self
Who you really are and what's next
Don't need no believing, it's true
But sometimes we all need to do
Can something come forth from the past?
And be all desires at last?
Has all been set up from the start?
A plan that was made from the heart?
That what it was really was true?
We just never knew what to do?
Do we really look forward all times?
or looking behind us for signs?
Do we really decide who we are?
or seeing ourselves from afar?
Should we rethink those branded new ways?
Would the journey still head the right place?
Or - shall we see it as strawberry fields?
- Where nothing is said to be real?
Should we see all as part of the deal,
and be able to see it as real?
Or - should we just be drifting apart,
- don't mind about scars and the heart?
Is it faith that will bring us the truth?
Or the voice of the rational youth?
Is there no way to see it as new?
Why is that way too off to be true?
Is it time in itself that's the key?
I don't know and you're not telling me
You need to look in, to the light
To find how to quiet your mind
You need to believe what you find
But do not believe what you're told
From no one, nor me, or the old
You need to find out for your self
Who you really are and what's next
Don't need no believing, it's true
But sometimes we all need to do
Can something come forth from the past?
And be all desires at last?
Has all been set up from the start?
A plan that was made from the heart?
That what it was really was true?
We just never knew what to do?
Do we really look forward all times?
or looking behind us for signs?
Do we really decide who we are?
or seeing ourselves from afar?
Should we rethink those branded new ways?
Would the journey still head the right place?
Or - shall we see it as strawberry fields?
- Where nothing is said to be real?
Should we see all as part of the deal,
and be able to see it as real?
Or - should we just be drifting apart,
- don't mind about scars and the heart?
Is it faith that will bring us the truth?
Or the voice of the rational youth?
Is there no way to see it as new?
Why is that way too off to be true?
Is it time in itself that's the key?
I don't know and you're not telling me
Easyness
What has it to do with the size of the light?
Is it written in stone what you're thinking is true,
or is everything coming out of the blue?
- Can it be coming from some part of you?
Or is it just words from the old, not the new?
- Can you consider the face of the fact,
that nothing is lost but remaining intact?
that future is building it's blocks on the past
- what do you feel that will greet you at last?
- Doesn't it matter what you think you hear?
Or is it just hidden by natural fear?
Can you be right and then wrong and then right?
Does it depend on how bright is the light?
Can you see clear what the light lightens up?
Or do you still look at the time when you stop?
Cause logic is not of much use in this sphere
I just wish you'd see that there's nothing to fear
It feels a bit almost as everything's clear
There's no troubled feelings or bitterness here
Oh, please try to let your dynamics be heard
Without every part it will never be there
If you can let go of the feelings you fear
The words may come out and then finally be clear
I know that I shouldn't be trying so hard
But sometimes I can't help but be who I are
Can only get better
It's being a fact
Creating the future
from what we attract
Is it written in stone what you're thinking is true,
or is everything coming out of the blue?
- Can it be coming from some part of you?
Or is it just words from the old, not the new?
- Can you consider the face of the fact,
that nothing is lost but remaining intact?
that future is building it's blocks on the past
- what do you feel that will greet you at last?
- Doesn't it matter what you think you hear?
Or is it just hidden by natural fear?
Can you be right and then wrong and then right?
Does it depend on how bright is the light?
Can you see clear what the light lightens up?
Or do you still look at the time when you stop?
Cause logic is not of much use in this sphere
I just wish you'd see that there's nothing to fear
It feels a bit almost as everything's clear
There's no troubled feelings or bitterness here
Oh, please try to let your dynamics be heard
Without every part it will never be there
If you can let go of the feelings you fear
The words may come out and then finally be clear
I know that I shouldn't be trying so hard
But sometimes I can't help but be who I are
Can only get better
It's being a fact
Creating the future
from what we attract
Tuesday, 26 April 2011
Detached
What is this noise from inside me?
Like seashores washed out of their season
A whispering voice that besieges me
It's whispering words with no reason
What is this troublesome feeling?
Feels like a need to be needing
Nothing should feel like I'm wishing
When This is what I have been missing
Why does this voice never stop?
What is this noise coming up?
Why do I feel something's wrong?
Why won't it seem to let go?
I'm Not gonna let this thing win
I'm Not going back where I've been
I'm Not going down these old roads
I'm Not gonna change how I feel
I'm sure I am right
Been thinking all night
I'm sure this is right
(I woke with the light)
Do leave me, please do
You don't have a clue
I'm finding my way
Feel better each day
So stop silly noise
No more of that voice
It's words without meaning
It's not what I'm feeling
Do leave me behind
To find what I find
No more secret needs
No planting of seeds
No dreams from the past
I've made it at last
I'll never believe it can be
I'm telling myself this is me
I'll never believe it is true
That old can be gone then be new
I want to be here
But you never where
Now leave me alone
Forever be gone
No longer attached
I don't need to need
For I am detached
And that's how I'll be
Like seashores washed out of their season
A whispering voice that besieges me
It's whispering words with no reason
What is this troublesome feeling?
Feels like a need to be needing
Nothing should feel like I'm wishing
When This is what I have been missing
Why does this voice never stop?
What is this noise coming up?
Why do I feel something's wrong?
Why won't it seem to let go?
I'm Not gonna let this thing win
I'm Not going back where I've been
I'm Not going down these old roads
I'm Not gonna change how I feel
I'm sure I am right
Been thinking all night
I'm sure this is right
(I woke with the light)
Do leave me, please do
You don't have a clue
I'm finding my way
Feel better each day
So stop silly noise
No more of that voice
It's words without meaning
It's not what I'm feeling
Do leave me behind
To find what I find
No more secret needs
No planting of seeds
No dreams from the past
I've made it at last
I'll never believe it can be
I'm telling myself this is me
I'll never believe it is true
That old can be gone then be new
I want to be here
But you never where
Now leave me alone
Forever be gone
No longer attached
I don't need to need
For I am detached
And that's how I'll be
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)