Lady let us play
please lady let us play
there's not much more to say
please lady let us play
please lady stop the hate
it's spoiling what we made
please lady stop the hate
big jaws, back doors,
high scores, what for?
sing well, ring bell,
feel swell, go to hell!
big bug, nice mug,
what the f***
gimme a hug, luck gone,
game won, what's wrong,
love you mum.
please lady let us play
there's not much more to say
please lady let us play
please lady sing along
join us lady have some fun
please lady sing along
big jaws...
Raisin Heart
we were sitting in your car
looks pretty close
yet feels so far
ghostly shadows hide
your eyes
I'm shaking while you
say goodbye
my heart so warm while
in your hands
now cold alone
our friendship ends
please come over
take my hand
forgive me let us
start again
now I'm freezing
don't dare breathing
shrink my heart to
raisin size
hoping to get
through the night
thoughts are cruising
in my brain
the good ones pass
the worst remain
unwritten songs that
won't be sung
you think it's right
I sense it's wrong
long and painful
were the fights
tear soaked cushions
in the nights
years of threat and
years of fears
years of songs
I still can hear
now I'm freezing...
I got it wrong
I made you chose
what to keep
and what to lose
you made your choice
and moved away
please take it all
and let us play
now we're sitting
in your car
looks pretty close
yet feels so far
please slide over
take my hand
forgive me let's be
friends again
now I'm freezing
There's More
brings her flowers every week
sits down next to her
talking to a stone
feeling terribly alone
brings her boy and girl
to school, rushes to work
worn out and drained
by time and loneliness
those are stories of
people losing hope
between the brown prairie grass and the low hanging clouds there's more
bound tightly to his office chair counting the days
time is crawling like a slug
feeling terribly stuck
those are stories of people losing hope
between the brown prairie...
sun beams breaking through the clouds touching her face
hit by her smile as he walks by
eyes are meeting for a while
those are stories of people finding hope
between the brown prairie...
Good enough
Me in the light, feel rabbit-size, your eyes are like spotlight to uncover all my lack of flawlessness.
A tiny creature drowning in a pile of clothes that starts to sing, requesting just a litte
attentiveness.
Can all my
improvising
harmonizing
zero-sizing
vocalizing
equalizing
make me good enough?
Can all my
story telling
chorus yelling
pleasant smelling
record selling
strongly belting
make me good enough?
So perhaps you don't mind if I'm out of tune and dark under the eyes and not dressed up like this?
So perhaps you don't mind if I'm not so fancy, not so kind and not so nice to show off with?
Me knowing of the spots and wrinkles showing on my face that crinkles more and more as I'm aware of it. I feel a spot up on my nose and as it seems it grows and grows distracting from the things I wanna say.
Can all my...
So perhaps...
The Watering
On the window sill
a little wilting plant
didn't bloom for years
poor little thing
maybe you should do
a little watering!
In its cage
a little yellow bird
didn't sing for years
poor little thing
maybe you shoud do
a little bird feeding!
We're drying out
once I cried loud
now without sound
poor little thing
but my tears they do
the watering.
Look at my face
I do the watering
Look at my eyes
they do the watering
look at me
I do the watering.
Standing with grace
Blood on my face
still standing with grace
with a wink of my black eye
I smile my toothless smile.
Still 10 rounds to go
my opponent too tall
the audience has payed to see how I am beaten.
Circle round, go to ground
and get up again,
shrug my shoulders,
shake my clothes out,
shaking off the pain.
Raise my head, crack a grin,
lifting up my chin.
Just a smiling tumbling tumbler in the boxing ring.
Still 10 rounds to go
wait for the next blow
with a wink of my black eye
I smile my toothless smile.
Blood mixed with tears
a beep in my ears.
The audience has paid to see
how I am beaten
Circle round....