single release of my (wind-pop) song “you are a poem of my mind”
streaming platforms:
with video on youtube:
You are a Poem of My Mind
You live in a dream
You create tactic steam
To not see a future that lies right in front of you
The eyes in your forehead
Are trying to forget
The past of tomorrow that will still be there
Heaven will share the moments of light
To look up in the moon and see a face shine bright.
The sky will make you forget the harm in your chest
Embracing your soul to heal and to (make you) rest.
And the trees will be shoulders to tild your head upon.
Don´t shed your tears in belief the seeds have grown.
The raindrops will take care of that burden!
(And) the seeds will take care of that burden!
No, do not forget!
Iam here
Trying to write these songlines for you
To make you believe in the power of belief,
In the power of love, in the power of words
That try to say
„You are save here with me“, try to say,
I´ll stay there with you, I´ll be everywhere for you, whatever will happen,
I´ll carry you through
But all these words will mean nothing to you cause
You live in a dream
You create tactic steam
To not see a future that lies right in front of you
The eyes in your forehead
Are trying to forget
The past of tomorrow that will still be there
The sea will try to make you feel
The absurd powerless-destiny-will
While you know there are futures in the tide
For every decision you denied
And the sunken clouds will hold up the hope (for you)
And you fall in the sky, to sing and to cry
And create the sound of the wind I hear,
in my floating house to write this idea
But the howling wind will take care of that burden.
The troubled sea will take care of that burden.
And the pavement will show you
How straight fear can be
To lead you somewhere, you think you must follow
And then in the end, you don´t move at all.
And the wind that you cried out will laugh while you stand
Sourrounding you wildly and howling a tantrum
´bout your decision, your decision of denial
And, do never forget!
Iam here
Trying to write these songlines sincere
To make you believe in the power of belief,
In the power of love, in the power of words
That try to scream
„You are save in this dream“, try to pray,
You´ll stay by my way, knowing a poem is all I´ll get from
What is left to be real.
But all these words will mean nothing to you cause
You live in a poem
I created it for you
To not see a future, that lies right in front myou
The eyes in my forehead
Are trying to forget
The yesterdays future that might´ve been real (a dream choir)