The way I am is the way I feel.
The way I feel is changing permanently.
The reasons are changing permanently.
My wish for a fundament is nothing but an illusion of security.
Fuck you with your very own opinion!
Closed Door
Heard you asking me for the soil underneath,The soil of seeds, the soil of needs..
I heard you talking but none of your words.
Fates hidden in the next moments of my patched belief.
Memories dropped gram by gram on the balance of my decision.
Paths show up and fade away, won't stay..
The wall of photos locked up in the closet,
Till I chose a way I refuse all nutrition.
I locked the door and dropped the key,
My perfect and silent eternity.
I chose my way, I chose my way,
Nothing will ever make me stay..
With ev'ry footprint the old one vanished,
Maybe the circle is closed now, somehow.
The breath before did never count,
Step by step the path has perished.
Final freedom committed to gravity
Not one gram bound to my feet - lost seed..
The last step is the easiest one.
Everything makes sense - my perfect sanity.
I locked the door and dropped the key,
My perfect and silent eternity.
I chose my way, I chose my way,
Nothing will ever make me stay..
Now you may think this is a scream..
A scream for help, a scream for life.
Don't want your help, maybe one thought
About the diff'rence between our dreams.
I locked the door and dropped the key,
My perfect and silent eternity.
I chose my way, I chose my way,
Nothing will ever make me stay..
You Belong in London
You belong in London, but you belong in many cities... Hong Kong, San Francisco, Sidney. You fit in almost anywhere.
And London is diverse and international enough to satisfy many of your tastes. From curry to Shakespeare, London (almost) has it all! What European City Do You Belong In?