you are a weather against my window - lyrics

music paved my way home

music paved my way home
came late and came alone
sad words in books
in my bag
shattered lamp next to my bed

I dream a desert
dream a distant shore
I dream a sky I want to adore

In the morning
there's a buzz of flies
through dirty window
leaks the light
none of your letter
read my name
lust of you is really
quite tame

back

april weather

you do not know what happens
you can't see through it all
always picking on the wrong ones
your worries have grown too tall

now you are like a thorn inside of me

silence isn't easy
when we sit there in your room
you're running 'round in circles
you'll reach your end too soon

you are like a thorn inside of me
when did you get born inside of me

back

first floor elevator

please don't get me wrong
please don't get me wrong
in my dark mood
I try to help you out
I try to help you out
of your dark mood
your coma is serious
your coma is serious
and your heart akes
I try to help you out
I try to help you out
of your dark mood

I'll sing a song
and I'll pass a hat
then I'll leave your town
and I never look back

back

bought the ticket, took the ride

do you have any wishes left?
you can count on me
I wonder, will you ever return?
but you can count on me

did I love you
just randomly
I lay it down
on your shoulders
your house of cards
I wrecked it down
with one blow of my voice
like I told her

do you have any questions left?
you can count on me
and I wonder, will you ever return?
but you can count on me

back

box of suggestions

there we were
singing beautiful songs
I just felt
where I belong
no more cash
no beautiful dress
all we need
is air, I guess

oh you
dumbfound me now
may it be
I only dreamt about a place
where we could do
whatever we please

you're lost in a whirlwind
in a whirlwind of heat
and flesh, allright
you're lost in a whirlwind
in a whirlwind of heat
and flesh, allright
but it's allright, it's allright
it's all right

back

paul

once we sat
on dirty ground
and the air
was full of sound
surrounded by
a screaming crowd
there is nothing
we care about

I never thought
that I forget
how it felt
to be your lad
you claim to be
the king of all
I've never seen you
quite so small

you lost your voice
now you are gone
out of your head
into a song
out of my eyes
out of my mind
out of all
could-have-been nights

back

a brief second of memory

it is Sunday
we can now go out and play
go out and play
you can now bring
all of your tiny friends and toys
if you enjoy

your mother told you
to get home at dark
it's never dark enough
take a little trip
around the houses
watch the sky above

this is way too far away
to remember

back

like broken glass

When you
Are talking
Your voice
It sounds like
Broken glass

When we
Were talking
I found
Out
Our love
Is dead

I hope you see
How easily
Anyone can turn on me
I spiral down
Dig underground
Someday I tell you
What I found

I'm not a poet
I'm quite a thief

back