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Breaking, bursting

The leaves are falling gently off my shoulders that remind me of the moments I've been through Those days and times have certainly been true but gave me a lot more than I could get And while the wind helps trees to shiver off a water source is about the be found Just try to listen, beneath all that sound of breaking, bursting, you'll find my voice, soft But after all this time of noise I grew and yes, it has something to do with you

Warm and gold

I'm completely torn away by the cold in the air the cold in my spirit which feels tired and old Though those eyes coloured in the lightest blue make me search for your heart which feels warm and gold

In this place - a song

Holding on, in this place under the sun It will be soon, in this place under the moon Open cards, in this place under the stars where planets falling as we shoot them in the heart stay at your guard

Beast of the dark

As soon as the sun shines down it changes all things In the dark and blue shadows you are a beast Hunting on the imaginaries that try to take our minds Sending them back while barking their lust into fear Your eyes turn from black and wild into yellow and full of hope Praising the lights for their return and searching beneath the ground in my sight And yes I know you will always be free and of the dark but you won't lose me

Like how the sun

Like how the sun catches the birds flying fiercly against the cold grey of everchanging surroundings That's how you catch my mind that's full of questions against the blinding lights of all other things

Sensueel

De kus die je me gaf op de avond toen het altijd avond zou blijven op mijn lippen voel ik nog branden in mijn hoofd in mijn handen De hand die streek over mijn haar dat opeens zo lang was en als fluweel voel ik nog strelen over mijn armen over mijn benen De blik met lichte spikkeltjes in de donkere ogen die leken op het groenste wild en de ruigste zee voel ik nog vuren door mijn ogen door mijn gedachten

2017

Midden in het geweld daarbuiten is het mooi om te staan wanneer de lucht groen en rood en wit wordt gekleurd en spetterende deeltjes de macht overnemen van fonkelende sterren Maar toch binnen achter het glas tegen zachte doezelende dekens en warm metaal vertoeven wij liever Terwijl daarbuiten ver weg de luchten groen en rood en wit worden gekleurd door spetterende deeltjes die de macht overnemen van blijde gezichten en ze laten vrezen voor wat er komt in 2017

Fix me

I'm broken and I'm lying here alone My head's up on my arms and tired hands My mind is twisted between all those clans My heart feels like it's made of only stone I do not know the source of all this cold It's like the thought of white, unfallen flocks that should be here now with the christmas clocks just like the stories that I have been told But you, with those blue eyes I've seen among You brighten me although I don't know how I'm asking you, without a formal vow Now, would you fix me just like in our song?