sometimes –
when you are alone –
on the boat –
you try,
to catch those floating by

i hope they did not die alone
and that beyond, they found a friend
or the sweetheart –
that died with them

what can i say
that has not been said before
a locksmith we need
just to open the door

i am frightened about the future
it looks like it will explode

i told you my secrets
the eyes just cannot lie
the truth is inside

i do love you,
just me,
you know me,
i am the lead part
in my own kitsch like farce

our problems seems mammoth
a mountain to climb
people ask how i am
all i can say is, fine