I do admit, I had doubt at first
that it would only turn out even worse
That our «us» would be a forever curse
I wasn’t more wrong in the whole universe

Find me in my scattered parts
Give me rest and a fresh new start
Repaint the lost strokes of art
Oh, his love warms my heart

The most perfect man I’ve ever known
His innocent smile and calming tone
How can anyone ever own
Such a sweet soul is only for loan

It was the last time I swore
Putting myself in that position again
Bawling my eyes out in the corridor
Tearing and biting up my shirt
Stabbing the carpet with a scissor
Forgotten, neglected and used
Never to trust a human no more
Fallen knight comes to rescue
Pulling the soaking veil of the floor
A tragic soul hidden inside
Stories locked behind closed doors

Defense mode has finally past
Unhappy lines turns joyful at last
Worry turns to peace
Insecurity turns to acceptance
Hatred turns to compassion
Sadness turns to vulnerability
Fear turns to curiosity
Cold to warmth
Silence to laughter
Anxiety to relief
Broken heart to love
But when he sees a her true worth
Woman’s love is the warmest place on earth

Let it go, in the rooms with no light
I scratch, scream and take a bite
Pillow soaked in saltwater all night
Forgotten everything when it hits daylight
Maintain is forgotten, now it's «alright»
Ones they get you, they no longer fight

Fabric soft and scent become drugs
Where I finally get rest in their warm hugs
Protected, is a powerful shield
No one can enter my strong minefield.
The top blocks is from his touch
But the word-blocks can’t build much
The gate will be easy to break in
Given out limited blocks from the trash bin..

Pulling up defense with a gun and a sword
Don’t touch anything you can’t afford!
Different tunes, they’re hard to understand
One day touch will be the their last demand

Its the quiet times I yell the loudest
Its shut closed to stay strong and robust
Not enough for my needs and my must
Giving me enough to barely survive
Small hopes, but not to near feel alive

My romance is stuck in this gloomy night
As a candle that burns with its last light.
Only to get hit with reality of sorrow
(Hitted, kicked and a shot with black arrow) optional
No healing is there in tomorrow.
No one cares about past details
Still hopeless in love with old fairytales.

Waiting to reach out on a regular friday
But its all quiet and the boats has left its bay
He has nothing to say
*** he don’t think that way

Waiting for her wings to finally fly at last
The unhappiness feelings of unhealed past
When gaining a beautiful silver pearl
Only to seek out for another girl

Telling my love in a letter with a gentle tissue
Leaving a piece of me in a small statue
Only to forget, not once, not twice
«But it only matters if it has a price»

A feather from the prettiest crow
Hiding under rocks, leafs and puffy snow
Give all, less or a piece to let go
A soul to let me borrow
Homemade masterpiece, no less or further more
Crafting deep within his inner core
Between his eyes an arrow and a bow
Underneath the mask a cute puppy show
Candles with an intense eager grow
Waiting to unleash the secret below
Thousands of lights like a dazzling rainbow
I’m screaming loudly in high falsetto
No sound, no music, like a mute radio
Can’t even feel my thoughts flow
For everything I’ll just throw
Flower buds, chocolate and expensive espresso
Missing something I can’t get in Moscow
Poems of memories that I owe
Suppressed devotion with tears falling slow
A heart with no depth is just halow

Will you leak into my soul and convince us
to never regret showing too much love.
They say «The world might end tomorrow»
Maybe we then have the courage to do so.
Will you light me up deep in the dark forest?
As a red bell lily ready to get undressed
Will you see me for what’s underneath?
To wait for me in the garden you’ve created
Will you hold the weights that I bear?
With the golden rewards that i’ll prepare
Will you listen to a woman’s song?
As she’s swimming through the golden waterfall
Will you feel it further down?
Entering the layers of trapped electricity
Will you handle the heartbeats and the rapid shivers?
Letting it float through your endless rivers
Will you cut open the stitches you've sewn?
When you’re filling me up with beautiful phrases
Will you then dare to try?
Reaching high up in the skies
As plants growing around the soft thighs
Will you not worry, nor be scared?
To say too much, care too much or love harder
Will you rip off my invisible gloves?
Allowing the body to love what it loves
All I ask, in these six months left above all
Will you catch me if I fall?

Leather coat, hat and a water pipe
Old music, night walks, that kind of type
Hundreds of thoughts never been said
Trapped and closed with needle and tread

Rivers pouring through his pale skin
golden waterfall coming from within
Innocent eyes of a lost polar bear
Walking there in silence, I know he’s rare