Slow change is the best
Or maybe not
Slow change is the best
Or maybe not
Losing my sense and mind
Now everything is going to change
Again and again
But I will not be around
And that is okey
The mind aligned with a flower
Or a tree and me as a mindless
Savage forgetting everything
I ever learned
The power balance is changing
IÂ am closing myself now
Like a flower for the night
Slowly and lonely
Were my life here
I am leaving for the ocean
To the ocean is a long way
But like a small seed i will
get there a flower
Even if it takes a decade or more
Life is like a fever,
it heats up your body and makes your sleep uneasy
I had life a long time before I lost it on my way to work
Now I am something in between
A good position with connections everywhere
In all the different earthly and spiritual regions
Like living in a soup-opera on LSD
Leaves falling on the wet asphalt
Yellow, red and brown
The timeframe has changed
And the days becoming much shorter
For a short moment time stops
Then start and moving much quicker
Three months is as distant as a life time
Soon snow and ice will cover the ground
Making me forget the small details
That once made up my life
I am so confused
Have no oversight
No visions
No perspective
Only trying to get through
The jungle that is this city
Walking in circles in dark alleyways
Talking to strangers
With their own agenda
In my pocket is a white stone
Like an amulett
The tide has turned
I am leaving what
Once was my home
I have no home
Only memories
And freedom
Born in the wrong place
At the wrong time
Think the wrong thoughts
With the wrong people
At the wrong places
Makes you the chosen one
To mess up the mind of youth and elders
Just in our little town
On the edge of another era
That will eventually kill you
Everyday from dawn to dusk
I watch the people pass by
The snow is falling
The sleepless night arrives
Together with the feeling of being numb
Incapable to change anything of important
So please stranger accept my gift
Of hopelessness and despair
And let it fill your mind
When your life is almost as dark as mine
Together we can share this black velvet cover
And let it keep us warm and alive
Morning has broken
But the day will never
Come
Only the proxy
Some daylight and then dusk
We pretend that everything is
Normal
Going on in our daily routines
But the light tells us something
Is very wrong
The darkness come and overtakes us all
Now and then but this is different
Very different
Something much more sinister
the world turns on a word
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