There are so many cute people in this world,
As I've seen or as I've been told,
That at least one of them should be me.

Breath in, breath out,
Try not to breath -
Nothing should go amiss.

This life consists of strange thoughts,
Unknown dreams,
Frustrating pantomimes
And undiscovered plots.

Drips after drops,
There are no flops,
The rain is always succeeding.

I've been told that I should be thinking.

It appears, that this is a mirage.

My current situation neither is current nor really mine.
I don't even know, what I have to do with it.

Crazy people should have their good days, too. It would make us normal.

Look on the bright side,
Even if it's a midnight,
Nothing is left to fight,
Sleep tight.

A huge ocean
Of strange emotions
Is washing over me.

You know, bad things happen.
Just don't be one of them.

You're a very sophisticated person,
You organise your breakfasts to a tiniest detail,
I'm still looking for my coffee in a third cupboard,
We're  clearly meant for each other.

March is a month of waiting
For something after March.

Whether the weather is good
Or whether the weather is bad,
Whether the people are hungry
Or whether the people are fed,
This world is still mad.

An eerie road has come to a stop,
And at the end of the stop
Is standing a mob, in masks, and barring the road in town,
I hope, that masks are only because of the local lockdown.

Believe in the best in you,
The best in you will take care of you,
Even if you do not want to.

There are good days
And there are bad...
Well, years.

A new blossom
Of an old soul
Is evergreen.

To get terrified, you have to be worried first.
Before that, you should be deeply concerned, probably after been suddenly distracted.
In short, never get distracted.

A far cry
Is still there,
It's in my ear,
Unable to fly.

You see,
It's not visible.

Don't let angels get too human. That would make them happy and then it would **** them.

but, you know,
whatever it is,
it's still there,
it's always there.

I hoped for the best and expected the worst,
So the worst never came,
But the best got offended and made a U-turn.

melancholy
is the world's biggest power,
being itself powerless.

Rain is happening to this town,
Supermarkets are wet from inside,
Buses are floating through the crossroads.

"I love you, but"
Is like "I don't love you",
Much better is
"I love but you".

Mysterious travellers are crossing my mind,
Looking for something of value to find.

Calm down, sit down,
But don't be down,
And the things will look up.

On this world,
There was only one possible picture
For each wall.

I like words,
Words are nice,
But there is a price,
For too many words.

I left this behind,
I never looked back,
Going in the circles.

Chickens are running,
Pigs are flying,
Skies are looking and laughing.

There's nothing from yesterday left,
And today's by no means a theft,
As there's nothing from yesterday left.

We had ***,
I remember that much,
Very happy and drunk,
Even if not as such,
It was perfectly good,
Like it usually is,
We should do it again,
Please.

It is absurd,
It's absolutely crazy,
It's everything I like about this life.

I am not thinking clearly.
- Clearly.
- Yes, that's what I am saying.

I know, when I'm sober and lucid,
That my life isn't about something,
But about not doing anything stupid.

And that the end of the tunnel is waiting for me, as I'm getting on the nerves of the tunnel.

The sky is blue or dark,
The fish is shark or probably not shark,
But you still have to leave your mark.

You know, right,
That in order to go up,
You have first
To calm down?

It's difficult to be back,
If you never have been away.
So, just stay.

A gentleman went to his club,
Had a coffee, read a newspaper, asked for a cigar,
Thinking about this world, that is so tough.

No, seriously, tell me, come on,
What are we supposed to do
After being born?

Bursting into tears
Is a favourite nightmare
Of pancakes.

Night and day,
You both stay away
From my dusks and dawns.

The winds have changed directions,
But I wasn't sailing,
I was asleep.

I love you,
Everything else is a bit hazy.

It's going nowhere,
But then again,
It's going nowhere
Very slowly.

I want to be with you,
Being me,
And you being happy.

I caught myself thinking,
And it was too much,
I really overdid it now.

When I close my eyes,
I see myself with the closed eyes.
It's somehow defying the purpose.

I understand that leaves will fall,
And nothing will be there for a moment,
Or so I'm told.

I can tell,
That you're like a spell
Only I spell properly.