Wednesday, 4 December 2013

Christmas Lights

Christmas night, another fight
Tears we've cried are flood
Got all kinds of poison in
Of poison in my blood

I took my feet to Oxford street
Trying to right or wrong
Just walk away those windows
But I can't believe she's gone

When your still waiting for the snowfall
Doesn't really feel like Christmas at all

A group of candles on me are flickering
Oh they flicker and they flow
And I am up here holding on to all those chandeleers of hope
And like some drunken in this city
I go singing out of tune
Singing how I always loved you darling
And how I always will

But when your still waiting for the snowfall
Doesn't really feel like Christmas at all
Still waiting for the snow to fall
It doesn't really feel like Christmas at all

Those Christmas Lights
Light up the street
Down where the sea and city meet
May all your troubles soon be gone
Ohh Christmas Lights keep shining on

Those Christmas Lights
Light up the street
Maybe they bring here back to me
Then all my troubles will be gone
Oh Christmas Lights keep shining on

Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh

Oh Christmas Lights
Light up the streets
Light up the fireworks in me
May all your troubles soon be gone
Those Christmas Lights keep shining on

Tuesday, 26 November 2013

Warmly freezing

And it’s so nice that I smell winter in the air and it’s like summer in my heart.
And every snowflake that I feel trickling upon my cheeks, my eyes, my lips
comes with a thousand butterflies that pinch me slowly from within
and  all they do is tickle a joyful smile across my face.
And every gust of wind that passes right through me reveals for not more than a moment my soul,
my tiny, heavy soul and with it all the love and care you filled it with.

And I remember all that sand that burned my feet and all that sigh
and all the whispers that we would hear from the sea.
And now the snow just cools my skin and gives it scent of cinnamon, baked apples and vanilla,
And all the brown and all the blue turn into white and angel songs and what I feel turns into more.
And trees bend their branches to feel my frozen strands of hair that gently scratch my neck
and give me chills and make me shiver
just like the waves did when the sunrise was a reddish shade of orange and not a cloudy grey like now.

Oh, but I adore this sea of snow almost as much as I adore the other one or you or anything.
And I confuse this wintry realm the way that I confuse myself with humans or with real people,
and snow is harsh and sand is soft and snowmen swim across the slopes,
and lights shine like pearls and pearls shine like eyes you meet in winter nights,

and everything is warmly freezing.

Wednesday, 23 October 2013

Love & other drugs


·         You can’t keep dying like that every time you see her smile or cry or breathe.
·         I want to feel your lower lip between my teeth again, to bite it hard and you to tell me that it hurts.
·         Get into my soul and melt it. Melt it till it leaks to my heels and I will walk on love and beauty.
·         I only killed myself twice. Because you weren’t mine and because you weren’t mine anymore.
·         I want to love you so much that it hurts.
·         Let me be your drug. Let me be the air you breathe. Let me be.
·         There’s only one thing I need to know: how big is the scar you plan on leaving?
·         And I’m afraid even to breathe, ‘cause these days even the air seems too heavy for my soul.