(No) Strings Attached

(No) Strings Attached

I finally made my way out this maze

Through its veiled paths I wandered, summer days

Staggering wonders I couldn't have known

For I were to stay up tied tight to a rope

Remain tuned up to the brain-psyche waves

Don't forget to bury your hate

Cause it will eat up everything you stand for

Let's endure the bumps a little bit more

I can't say I won't drink all the wine

Though I promise you the sips will taste fine

Oh, believe it or not I ran out of time

Cling to the keepsakes we stole

Dess full of songs filld up with holes

You won't find the proper hand

The one that taes out your strands

Come over my place

We'll choke in champaign

We'll fade out again

I lay on the courtyard while swallowing dust

A waterfall lifts weight up so fast

You know, falling apart isn't that bad

Let the children go astray

Follow the suit of your wayward cliché

Tonight clocks and walls are just as they may

Sell out shares of grief, the price isn't steep

Bargain and gamble my love; and your pride

I'll let you inside this cozy cave of mine

Hold on to the keepsaes we stole

Trunks full of pictures (that) we've yet to know

I wish you'd find the source of it all

Be careful, don't stumble when facing the fall

Come over here dear

We'll cut out french landscapes

The frame will be ours

For I used to be tied tight to the pole

Long ago I broke it all up.

Fuel

Our lighter has run out of gas,

the fire stone won't work anymore

and the soothing hands that lit it up

will get lost inside the smoke.

Sometimes it's better to explode

and burn  every cornerstone down

don't you emember how it was

to grab the match and turn me on?

 

Then you thought this bet was safe

that fate would never stood a chance

the heartbeats kept rising and rising

but you forgot about the belt

Sick and tired of fuel and fire

of dreams, of words; of you.

I don't want to lose more fuel,

looks like you ate it all up.

Sometimes it's better to explode

and burn  every cornerstone down

don't you emember how it was

to grab the match and turn me on?

I don't want to lose more fuel,

looks like you ate it all up, 

my sweetheart

Universal Tracklines

I wish I could tear your light apart
and drink from the shades left in your eyes.
We can go off late to pick up the parts of the plane
because crashes mean good news to me.

She jumps around as the bell tolls louder
in this secret evening show
when desire cries out for freedom/to be free
sorry but that's something I can't deny.

Just in time to catch the last train
chasing up the sun and siping down lies
I'm sure we can shake the night away
if we lay naked on the trackline.

But now there's grass in my fingers
sure you had the chance to chew me off
and now no one can save you from
the sudders left to come.
Those you can't ignore.

Get straight into my room,
the bed can be our private world
Pull the blankets and sneak in
I want to dream this life the way within.

Drifting across the spacial bay.