jan 192010
 

Met her that day and saw
Pain in her eyes. Darkness

She held my hand to long
bought two coffees to go (she asked me)
told her to let me know

Butterfly,
caught my eye,
don’t know why you fly

Thought that she dared and that
she didn´t wear blindfold

when she walked in into
to the light that he held (she told me)
to his words and his spell

Butterfly. ..

He looked just right, she said
Could not believe her luck

And she thought she did not
But she did anyway (she told me)
Her mistake was to stay

Butterfly…

No one said no out loud,
no one cried out. Should she?

Who would have cared if she
was the one to get burned (she told me)
just a lesson to learn

Butterfly…

(listen – choose ‘Butterfly’)

jan 192010
 

Home could be childhood
and streets made for play
home could be stories
of places to stay

But my home is nothing
than tears in delay
i guess it’s all right
‘cause I think it’s my way

You. You mesmerized me.
You. You paralysed me.
You. You. You confined me.
But I never called you home.

With dirt from my fingers
all covered with clay
I draw tiny riddles
to cover betray

I slept in the shadow
I danced night and day
with rhythm of madness
I ate your bouquet

You. You…

I don’t think I need it
Or that’s what I say
You’ll catch me in lying
some damn bloody day

It ruptured my future
It scratched my display
I knew from beginning,
I smelled the cliché

You. You…

If home is where heart is
it’s true what they say:
I think you just managed
to toss mine away

You. You mesmerized me.

(listen to it)