Bad dreams

We found out that there was no way,

Nothing to reach or to go further for,
So we stayed with what we have
And we’ll die in our own fear

Our fate will pass, but all my hope is gone,
How could I ever believe, that we could make it on our own
It’s hard to believe, much harder to realize,
But I’ll never get somewhere

Running away, but no moving forward,
The face of a friend, which we thought long lost and gone
And the smile of a child, both suddenly turns to dust
Time’s not moving on

I’m standing in between machine guns and falling bombs
People shouting at me, blood starts dropping from my arms
I’m loosing my voice, but I need to shout for help
Can I ever survive this?


What happened while I was sleeping?
Where is that noise coming from?
I hear you’re crying and weeping,
But wait, the bad dream is gone

Happy Valentine's...

Beautiful day

She’ll be sitting in the corner at Sophie's Side
Just like every Wednesdays night
She’ll be having another beer late at night
Feeling high after concertnight
Trying to fly high
Fly high

For a moment she feels better, all the pain is gone
She thinks of going home
For a moment she forgot why she came along
While listening to depressing songs
Have to Fly High,
Try to fly high

Too tired to go home, too tired yet to stay,
No decision is on its way,
There’s nothing left that keeps her here in the crowded hall
Still noone waiting at home so far,
So she’s flying high,
flying high.

Beautiful time passes by
Cannot be brought back
Beautiful hair, falling down
Cannot be brought back
Beautiful day passes by,
Bye-Bye.