Freistil (XXII)

The Tale Of The Man And The Cave (2007)

While sailing somewhere
around nothing,
I had to lose you
to find your songs.

Define somewhere,
you think and I'll write to
redefine me anyway.

While sailing somewhere
around nothing,
I had to lose everything
to be able to come back home.

Define home,
you think and I'll scream
and drink and smash my head against a wall just to
forget where I belong.

Oh, girl,
the irony is so thick, you could cut it up with a knife
(cut me up, too, please,
this is not what they call a life)

Hands down, it makes me dream, smile and laugh,
the one who laughs longest, laughs last, they say,
well, I'm gonna laugh till I cry.