some::light

i'm getting out of here
i can't take it anymore

to the other side of darkness

hey, wait somebody's coming

sir, it's not your turn

but i've been waiting...

still a long way ... to wait
may i offer you something to eat

i'm only here for the show
i won't abuse ...
will only watch from far.

waiting


a bright side

not the brightest ...

happiness is a mat that sits on the doorway ...

miracle..

it’s taken much too long
to get it right
would it be so wrong
to maybe find someone
... a miracle

and all you really need
is everything you could never be
and so you’d give it all
for a miracle

is there a trace
inside her face
of a lonely miracle
and so you wait
and lie awake
for a lonely miracle

you never really know
what it is
not until it goes
and if it comes again
it’s a miracle
but what you miss is love
in everything below and up above
and could she bring it all
a miracle


it’s taken so long to get it right
could it be so wrong
to maybe find someone
a miracle


[not my words, but they fit so well]

too much rope...

moslem or christian, mullah or pope
preacher or poet who was it wrote
give any one species too much rope
and they'll fuck it up

roger waters

human:::beings

cold-blooded creatures

(just a thought)

::intruder

what is he doing here
who let him in

you feel you are on your own

everybody knows who you are
what you were
it's not a place for you anymore

can't you feel it

- i insist
- what for? haven't you had enough, they said
you're nothing special

can't you feel it

remember the things in your head ...
well it's all in your head mate

...

how i wish these two lost souls would swim in the same fishbowl,
for years and years to come...

the fishbowl was broken
water is still dripping
no one knows what caused it
no one cares for the mess

- you're on your own
you're intruding lives, you don't belong here
you should back up
go ahead
live!!


STOOOOOOP!


i know it all, i know all that
the decision is not mine to take
guess i'll hang for some more time
- it won't do you any good
- but time was meant to heal wounds
- when used properly

i need to stay a bit more
to be convinced
to not belong
to not be
to intrude...