Things changes quickly
In this world
It is not easy
To understand
Most of the we miss the boat
Standing on the pier
Quick
Ferryboat
Leaving your country
Becoming a stranger
In a well-known country
Coming home
By going away
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The Boat
Life is like about
A small steamship
Traveling through
Troubled water
In an
Until we sink to the bottom
Starting the eternal journey
We are always one or more
Not only one
However lonely we feel
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Sailing
Riding a boat
On the ocean
A small boat
Looking for fish
Looking for future land
Terra Incognita
Places to become
Discovered
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Green Ocean
The boat has ended its journey
Resting in an ocean of grass
Still it can be mended and put into
Water
This is not an end point
Just a resting place
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Beyond the Wall
Once open a time
I went to Berlin
The city grey and divided
Made a depressive appearance
The Wall and the bullet holes from the last
War still there
By accident I ended up in a Suburb
Finding the most beautiful
Polynesian boat on a wall
In the middle of all that
Middle Europe nuclear angst
The boat carried me away
Never to return
Always to return
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Outsider
I am not like you
Therefore you despise me
Being thrown out again and again
From our common room
Fighting against the wind
I return again to look
At you the insiders
Living like animals
In a cage
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To Let Go
For a long time I waited
In the middle of life
For the salvation but only got
Denunciation
Realizing I would
Never reach my goal
And that the storm
would not let me Go,
I had to let go and live
The best way I could and that
Not the talkative psychologist
Or the medicating psychiatrist
Nor the compassionate old lady
Next door had any answer to give
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Not determined message
Care, care, care
For others
Care, care, care
For yourself
Reaching conclusion
While it is to late
And watching the ship
Sink deep into the ocean
It will sink again and again
While you are playing
Your own drama on play and repeat
And that is the base for our
Relationship
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Lost
Lost at sea
On Sunday
The sun shines
But this does not save us
We are still lost
Even though the captain
Know where we
are going
Not needing the stars
For navigation
But wise advise
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