Lyrisches

Auf diesen Seiten habe ich in loser Folge einige Texte abgelegt, die in den letzten 20 Jahren entstanden sind. Das ist eine lange Zeitspanne, die verschiedene Phasen und Gemütszustände umfasst.

Es geht um Menschen, die mir begegnet sind, um Orte der Erinnerung, um Liebe, Abschied, Selbsterkenntnis.

Die Texte sind überwiegend in meiner englischen Muttersprache. In letzter Zeit habe ich es vermehrt mit der deutschen Sprache versucht. Sperriger zum dichten zwar, aber zunehmend reizvoll.

stumbling, tumbling, falling down
always circling around
what I'm trying to find
afraid to live, afraid to die
looking for the reason why
I feel so blind 

I'm tired of feeling so alone
I want to find myself a home

how can I know
which choice I should make
which way to turn, which road I should take
how can I know where to find the door
when I don't even know what I'm looking for

I long for peace and solitude
I want to get rid of this down beat mood
I've stopped trying to hide
choking on emotions I can't control
searching for the centre of my soul locked up inside

groping in the dark I fear
the answers are far from here

how can I know
which choice I should make
which way to turn, which road I should take
how can I know where to find the door
when I don't even know what I'm looking for

standing on the axle of a wheel
when I look around I feel
a little out of place
all the others have their schemes
realities and private dreams
no empty space

there's a longing in my heart
slowly pulling me apart

how can I know
which choice I should make
which way to turn, which road I should take
how can I know where to find the door
when I don't even know what I'm looking for