The Praying

Hello Bud, why are you here
Why is this mess so hard to clear
Useless to talk about this dear

Under this bed i linger
I became the monster i used to fear
Or am i still the hopeless prey

The resting night will clean the day
The resting soul will find it’s way
The long gone smile will shine again

Will i have to go through this again
Will you make this mistake twice?
Shame on me shame on you shame on them

I’ll leave the pain in this
I can keep writing forever
Through the night through the day

To me it is mindless play
To me there is no risk at all
The pain zeroes out as the glory takes the floor

But i’ll write another story
There will be another play
This world does have so much to say

And I can’t risk it all for one
That did not dare to risk one hour
Under this sun

You hear the bells, I hear the screams 
Makes me shiver in this long night 
Full of bad dreams

There must be other things to write about
There must be other songs left in me
There must be, there must be

Another night without this agony
Another day another life
Another kiss another cry

And if not, i will fight to make a deal
To share the stories of those who fight for real
Dreams of a land, dreams of a people

How life feels in this new sphere
I’ve been everywhere that you have not been
Through the night, through the dream

A slow desire to scream, 
A big whisper to be heard 
A truth so fractured, that i can not joke for

Dreams of a land dreams of a people
Suddenly i care so much 
For someone’s freedom

I know his journey 
I feel his pain
If you only knew why am i in this again

If you only knew what awaits
You would run
You wuld carefully close my Gate

AvOid the Noise 
Avoid the luXury suite
Avoid the petits plaisirs

Conditioned Hair, conditioned life
Contoured facE, contoured thoughts
Anything you live for bites back in the night

Everything adds up in the morning
A new shape, a new play
A new mascara, another prey