A Train To MoscowScratches on my legs and I’ve got bruises on my skin
I can hear their voices whisper
Are they trying to get in?
When I come home in the dark
I avoid to walk on glass
And I’ve got blood on my hands
and I am sinking, drinking
Waking up with a different taste
City LightsBeautiful homes
I’ve been walking round here for hours
amongst cars and reflections
and raindrops will fall in a while
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Into the City lights
over rooftops and mountains
Come to Bed with MeI look into your eyes
Do you see the world as I see?
Dark November skies
the clouds are moving quickly
Seconds passing by
forever disappear
and I wonder awhy
you’re leaving me like this, right here
For a Thousand YearsGoing out there
on the frozen Lake
Will it hold or will it break?
If you´ d been here
you would have taken my hand
you would lead me back to land
When you fall asleep in bed
GodspeedWinter waits
for its yearly white pillow-make
And the sky
tells me soon will all the flowers die
In your eyes
there's s a patchwork of eternity
and your soul
wants to reach it's full ability
No More MinutesAlways waited, devastated
If you asked, I will have swam oceans,
for you
Focused on your text or how I dressed,
forgot the rest, like my life
or my youth
I was down for your desire
Silent DawnI´m traveling, with no orientation
I see alien places and deserted faces
This might be the time, to open up my eyes and see
What wait behind those buildings is another me
Give me a reason to move on
I need to find what now is gone
The Blue FilmTake my hand and feel the breezes
Our naked feet in the sand
On the shores and along the beaches
it was a love I couldn't understand
Something so beautiful, but why?
How could it die?
There's a past and there's a future
The Second CitizenCruising fast, with the speed of light
Sheltered by the armor of the night
Riding out, in to a desert land
I'm holding on, the hardest that I can
I'm not sure, what are we looking for
let’s sleep tonight, tomorrow we know more
hear the forest, hear it sing, to tuck you in
Where the Trees Never SleepI'm passing by a railway station
A woman sleeps, with a mirror in her hand
far away, a celebration
A map in my hand, was this day ever planned?
What ever happened here last time?
What ever happened with the friend I want to see?
I really miss our conversations
I really miss the life the way it was meant to be