I am here now
In the middle
Of everything
Running around
Looking for answers
That will never come
While the day turns into night
Crisis Mode
Insight
I got nothing
I am nothing
Just a grain of sand
On the beach
Next to the ocean
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Meadows
The late evening
Were filled Sounds
Vibrations from another
Century another lifetime
People, friends long gone
Talking laughing and screaming
The mist made them invisible
Indivisible from the trees in the forest
Maybe it all happened inside
The dreams of past summers
Still I meet them there every midsummer night
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The Lost One
Together with people
That hates me every day
Realizing that there is no
No place on this earth
I have to go
I should never
Never have lived
Among you
Your world
But, you go and create
Inflicting suffering and destruction
Go and destroy yourself
Be happy in the destruction
Love will end the world
Your faith will kill you
And I don’t want to
Watch you burn
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I was walking home
But my home was gone
Long time ago
Just some gravel remained
And I felt the pain
The end was near
So I went into a room
And suddenly boom
It all returned
Like nature wanted me to learn a reason
To be and burn
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Getting the Mind Together
The eternal strife to get things together
What do I have to do
How do I have to do this
I don’t know
It is more like a list
My soul is divided
As it always has been
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The Other Side
This is a long story
A nightmare
That comes true every day
It is difficult to explain
Since the will and wish
Is that things should be
Different, better even ideal
A lot of dreams being crushed
Ideals are like memes using us
Transferring ideas like viruses
The reality is that moral and ethics
Seldom comes in the way since
They are separated in a creative way
Making a void in consciousness of the
People administer the system
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Mind Soup
Thinking is a wonderful thing
Being able to think is so great
It creates a peace of mind
Things has to come to an end
Making places for new things to come
And not standing in a way
Resources and productions conundrum
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Do Not Fear
Even if you
Tremble
From what you do
Entering
The Wastelandpassage
To another world
Maybe not to return
You are indestructible
Still very vulnerable
The mind will determine
The outcome
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