Memories
Like the wind gently stroking the nerves of pain
I remember
I was a child
grasshoppers jumping in the grass
dead butterflies
mother was crying
the day father gone
There was a boy
he was so handsome
birds stung his face
crows tore his eyes
he never was really blind
he could see
the world had turned to dust
pestilence and black
You, what are you doing here?
breathing free air?
who are you to breath?
Pay, pay, pay, pay
There was a guy
with a rooster head
he used to sign
anarchy in the UK
No future...........
Fire walk with me
Fire walk with me
Who killed you my precious
and that strange town?
Were everybody crazy?
Or it was just an illusion?
Where do we go?
Why the rush?
Always running, running
faster, faster
going nowhere
there is only one last destination
The grave
We´ll leave this world with empty hands
So, where do we go?
What are we doing?
We are an army of ants with no queen
we don´t know where we come from or where do we go
We just keep moving to nowhere to escape from the tsunami
We are lost
Forever lost
Time goes by
it doen´t stop
the only reality in this crazy world
four letters
T I M E
Time goes by
it does not wait for anyone
it´s in your white hair
in your wrinkled skin
like a potatoe we fade away
the beauty someday will be gone
and all you will have will be just
distant memories