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12:23
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i would tell it all if i only had guts to speak – it’s been a while since here and now became all what’s left of me | i know there’s not too much to see in a hindsight – future’s one with history – it was written in our blood: „we’re a failure“ – waste left behind – unwanted children of mother nature | this world’s made of war and you cant stay appart – either you will align in their march or you’ll wear their footprints over your head and arms - but remember every wall once falls and on their ashes we’ll build a new town from our stone-bodies yet aimlessly covering the ground – you are not alone, and you have never been | cranes don’t talk while they grow high – bring us closer – stones don’t talk while they’re being tossed around – waiting for their time | and no battle would make you proud – no light would make it brighter, no joy would take you high and no question make you wonder – i would follow the sound if it only made us find her – i feel she’s still around but she got buried under bitterness and anger | we swore they can’t tear us apart | do you really love? | there’s nothing left to say – you can spare yourself | this world leads fucking nowhere but i’ll get by – black holes expand in our heads, consuming all, they weight a tonne – we can barely see each other’s light | with branches we grow, with their leaves we fall – i guess that’s life – our arms too heavy, yet hopes too high – i swear we tried | beneath the burden of an ancient ghost, it’s hard to feel alive – it’s something bigger than you or I | do you really love our life? | lock the doors, turn back your eyes, drop the keys and follow me inside – take a look how time flies through smudged windows that you swore to clean tomorrow – it’s been a while since you been gone but nothing’s changed in this dirty hole – all this mess, drawn curtains, unpaid bills and your stupid games, well, just go along and play them – you’ll be safe locked up in this room – concrete and glass ain’t no place for two | you’re a monster | future, don’t leave me behind – future, carry me on dead or alive
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10:25
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we lay our thoughts in sound – walls to hide behind – and when no one’s around, justify our failures – to tame our wild minds – hold on to in our hardest times – windows to could-have-beens reflecting our who-we-ares – and those seeds we once spilled in our garden and proudly watched to grow into trees now surround us as our furniture – first thing to burn down when this room catches fire | trading our time for comfort – try to define – out of control – i know that you tried to be everyone’s friend – but it’s always us and always them | and what’s once been divided will never turn into one – i can’t explain anger since i question our love – numbers can’t describe what hides behind your precious mind and what i search for the most is silence with my head laid high in the clouds – watch this mind fall appart from above | and when i’m gone too far, i hope someone’ll someday come here to live – wherever I’ll go, white plaster will remind me from under my nails – if these walls could talk I am sure they’d tell you everything – they watched me rise and watched me crawling down on my knees, begging them for sympathy – they’re just as white as me | we are ashamed of our naked skin under this white blanket of sanity – before we lay our heads down into another fever dream – and disappear completely from each other’s perspective – and last flashes of light astray in a weary blink – let me ask you for one last thing: could you paint the skies on my skin? – before i let this skin swallow me | and i’ll weightlessly shine in applause with the sun – with clouds i’ll shape what you wished for all that time – i’ll be there where the wind blows – i’ll make the dirt dance – all for the sake of your eyes – this sandcastle’s my home – here I lay myself down every night – if you reach through the walls, our hands will meet at the other side
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