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Lions
03:51
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I am in tears
I am in deep water
when I come up, I’ll be sober
and walk along the roads next to my house
with leaky shoes on my dripping wet feet
In a corner I lie in wait for my lions
they’ll surely cross my way
then I’ll invite them to stay
I will not turn away
because lions are good when they’re in their right places
beat time to my trips and my chaos creations
and I’ll walk along the roads far from my house, my habits, my loads
take me to somewhere new
and when finally I’m out of this town
no excuses will be around
and when finally I’m out of this country
every possibility will be here with me
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Snail's shell
03:07
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I live inside a snail’s shell
and one day I’ll grow together with it
I’ll never be conflicting with my home
no “should I stay or should I go”
my house is my companion
someday I’ll not be separated from it
I’m gonna furnish it with my defects
they’ll be repaired by a “do-it-yourself-effect”
I live upon a hillside
underneath an aerial passenger line
and when I need some farsightedness
my house turns into a gondola
I live inside a snail’s shell
and when you walk by
When you walk by to meet me
I’ll hide in the chimney
so please keep your voice still and drop your eyes
pretend not to see me, like I was disguised
I’ll put a warning at my front door
"this is collapsing, don’t come closer”
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Easy in the morning sun
02:38
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dear, rambling eyes
let me take you by surprise
I wanna take a ride with you
wanna see as far as you do.
if we landed on the top of a hill
would you please stand still?
I know you rather travel fast
but would you please at last
stand still upon this hill?
dear, roaming mind
let me share in what you find
I wanna take a ride with you
wanna know as much as you do.
and in the evening
when our needs are too strong
we’ll be supplied with our inventions
as long as we are asleep
and the secrets that we keep
will be easy in the morning sun
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4. |
Stones
02:08
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I catch myself as a balloon
easily, but very soon
I’ll be come a ball, every time I fall
closer to the ground
at last I will become a stone
stones are lazy, stones are grey
hard to carry, never change their way
as I can’t move
you don’t stand still
I’m hard to carry but you will
sweep away my stony shape
I’m only numb until I break
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On the sun
02:00
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in my eyes the sun will play
she’s a planet you are gonna stay on
build a house which will not burn
on her safe and solid ground
and her fire is pleasing you
never strong enough to kill you
keeping you warm, keeping you still
and I will take care of you while you’re sleeping
you are placed in one of my eyes
on the sun
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6. |
Snakes
04:08
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when will my thoughts mellow?
they crawl like snakes upon my pillow
I cannot fall asleep
I sing along with his breath
to find my own quietness
but I don’t fall asleep
of all the nights
of all dark nights
I’ve never been that small
I walk on a thread
then I count every step
but I don’t fall asleep
I lock the doors
but still the snakes come through the cracks
surround me
crawl up the walls and start to hiss
my mind is placed inside a ball
I try to kick it through the wall
the ball is heavy, hurts my feet
this is my way to fall asleep
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7. |
Your favourite spaceship
03:21
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now I wish your house is open
where I stamped my feet
where I smashed your windows
scratched your memories
I chew my words but I don’t tell you
why I always change
instead I paint your favourite spaceship
you say
“it’s not the time for habits
when you want to be free”
I try to put myself in your place
but I fall back into mine all the time
you say
“tt’s not the time for habits…”
instead I paint your favourite spaceship
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Seaman-like
02:10
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seamanlike
with the high-tide
away from here
I stay on the shore
wave a good-bye
dressed in a narrow dress
like a rag-doll
and all my needs
-not sure if they are mine-
put them under a watch glass
so they’ll be taken away by the time
I fly a kite
into the night
I hide my eyes in the black sky
where they go blind
seamanlike
with the high-tide
away from here
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Mirrorball
02:52
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talking fast
you are sight-reading your thoughts
write them down
on the carpet, on the ground
put them up
on the shelves and in the washing machine
where they get clean
I’m far behind
where your phrase on a fast train
just passed me by
but at the end of this conversation
at the end of all attempts at an interpretation
I am painting the wallpapers white again
and your thoughts in the middle of a room
like the lights of a mirror ball
they turn me around
they turn me around
then I fall asleep
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Chestnuts
03:25
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I spend my night in a box with stars in the lid
sparkling and feeding my eyes
underneath my mattress is a submarine
that keeps me awake with its motor-voice
I listen to the quiet sound of suitcases
carried by my window
let’s leave in the night to be far from home
when the sun is rising
but I travel in the math of my mind
every step is unreal
in prefabricated situations
the people I meet never say what they think
I wanna find flowers and leaves and chestnuts
and take them all home
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11. |
Paintbox
02:41
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once our love was like a generous paint box
we were doing fine for a long long time
we fixed ourselves inside the colours and never made a difference
as we liked them all the same
but we could not maintain this colourful feeling
the colours started to blend
we are placed in grey but still we pretend
to see their great variety
I was never sure:
“which colour is the one that you adore?”
that’s when I lost it and
I became as white as a wall
and as black as a fly
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12. |
Grape-shaped dream
03:26
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in your dream
you own everything twice
you have super-sized eyes
stretched once around your head
so unweary you are blooming in the day
and gleaming in the night
like a tree of wax you never sway
in your dream
you are enabled to get in
every splendid building
every secret cave
and your eyes grab what they see
your hands take it away
your grape-shaped dream
wriggles on the screen behind your eyes
will it ever be ripe?
in my dream
your eyes are in their right place
focused on mine
modest all the time
in my dream
your eyes are in their right size
focused on mine
not distracted by the night
my grape-shaped dream
wriggles on the screen
behind my eyes
will it ever be ripe?
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(if you meet one:) just put the two
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for safe operation of the binculer it is highly recommended that the binoculars be changed around regularly, allowing both perspectives.
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