you, you are real
it is you
for whom i feel

it was a shame
the way you acted
but then, isn’t all this a game?

shaking, with fear
when you are near
luck does not come at all
then it all comes at once

you need to get out of the house
but, do not hang around street corners
do not get cancelled on the street
people disappear everyday

The Days of My Life tuesday night, alone wednesday morning coming home not quite the same thursday on the phone…

you know it is true
you know it is good
but are you going to need me –
for a long time
or is a short term thing

i know them
but i never know you
i want to be alone with you
i would place you in the centre of my room

grab something from the sky
cross over to the other side
know what you know when you die
do not hide,
do not cry,

face the truth
if you care, if you dare
it is all now
there not a single thing there

everything now
is after the event
it is the aftermath
i used to know, where to go
but now i have lost the path