REMEMBER ME

Think of all the things we did and please remember me.

Remember me for the way I spoke and for the stuff I said.

Remember our glorious times as well as all the bad.

Remember how I looked at you, my eyes so full of love.

Remember how a smile from you was more than just enough.

Remember me when you hear my name and when the silence keeps you lonely.

Remember how I used to tell you that you were my one and only.

Remember the dumb jokes I made and the songs I liked to sing.

Please, my love, remember me and every little thing.

Remember how I kissed your cheek and held your hand so tight.

Remember how I woke you up to help me through the night.

Remember how I tried to stay to be with you for ever.

Remember how my life turned out to be a ‘never ever’.

Remember how we used to laugh and how we used to cry.

Remember my ‘I love you so’ as well as my ‘goodbye’.

Please, my love, think of the end and of the first time that me met.

Remember me for who I was, for everything we had.

There are people dying for love
and fighting for equality
people constantly judged
by parts of their society

There are men crying out of fear
and women hiding behind lies
‘cause the truth is a weapon
for those with hearts of ice

But there are people not giving in
getting one step closer to the goal
and those supporting them
despite the fear, with heart and soul

And even though the pain is deep
and rights are presented as sins
those people know that LOVE IS LOVE
and that LOVE ALWAYS WINS

THE GOOD DAYS

There is a light in my heart
and a song in my laughter
There is the thought of a story
with a happy ever after
And everything is so bright
that I barely can see
But I feel the sunshine
and the music in me
There are so many details
so much to explore
And with every new wonder
my heart's craving more
I am surrounded with warmth
and fullfilled with love
There is nothing I wish for
cause this moment's enough
And there's nothing that scares me
no weight keeps me down
I can walk over water
this time I won't drown
Cause the world seems so joyfull
and my soul seems so light
As if I'd be dancing on clouds
with the angels on my side
There is the sun in my heart
and a song in my laughter
There is this version of my story
with a happy ever after

THE BAD DAYS

I am thinking too much
and every thought hurts
but now it's too late to forget

It's 4 a.m.
and i can't fall asleep
my heart as numb as my head

And when i'm searching for words
the goods seem to fade
so i write down these ones instead

Cause with all these choices
that might turn out well
i can only think of regret

To the voices in my head

could you please stop judging me?
Could you stop overanalysing how people look at me and talk?

Or how they may have been annoyed when i voiced my disagree?

Might you for once just remain quiet and give me one happy day?
Without spreading paranoia with every grin you let me have?
Could you stop making me afraid of what other people say?

When i enjoy the moment why do you have to wisper 'fear'?
When i open my heart why do you always let it bleed?
Why do you make me push away everyone trying to come near?

Can't you let me have the light without pointing out the shade?
Could you take away the dark from my bright enviroment?
Might i just live the adventure without being afraid?

Please let me think without questioning it all!
Without loosing my hope while stumbling over maybes!
Would you let me grab a hand to catch me when i fall?

For once don't dim what i really see!
Give me the smile back i have had!
And - i beg you - please stop judging me!

EMPTY
Empty chairs on empty tables

In a room fullfilled with noise
The pretty girl in the left corner
Is waiting for his voice
She's looking at the unknown faces
In hope to find his smile
To hear that laugh, to catch those eyes
That haven't met hers in a while
She's taking sips of her cold coffee
The cake's been eaten long ago
And sitting there she starts to wonder
Thinking of things he'll never know
Cause when her cup is finally empty
And she slowly stands to leave
She looks around the room once more
Her eyes in pain and disbelieve
Empty chairs on empty tables
In a room fullfilled with noise
A pretty girl walks out the door
Her steps the echo of his voice

there is this person I once was
someone kind and full of dreams
she believed in fairytales
and that nothing’s really what it seems
in finding your own super power
and living happy ever after
she would fill your heart with joy
and every room with childish laughter
she would take you by the hand
and lead you down the brick stone
road
singing lullabies all along
a brand new song with every note
she was the princess of the fairies
her kingdom was in the back yard
and when her magic started fading
she’d just play a different part
she liked to call the world her friend
and still believed in being good
because the power of a smile
did everything it could
there is this person I still am
that always was a part of me
cause I refuse to give her up
that little girl I’ll always be

JEALOUS

This isn’t a lovesong
mostly because I can’t sing
but the other day I thought about you
and it made me feel this…thing

You know, I heard that song
called ‘somebody’ by the 1975
that’s about imagining a special person
with someone else in their life

And before I go on I gotta say
that I know exactly what I feel for you
….but that song
it just made me feel something new

Because I love you with all my heart
but only in a platonic way
and ever since I heard that song
I don’t know what to say

When I hear you talking about
your new friends
it makes me really frightened
that maybe our friendship ends

To put it really plainly
at the risk of sounding mean
I don’t want anyone else to be your me
to replace what I’ve been

Like, I want you to be happy
I want you to grow stronger
but I am just so scared
that one day you won’t need me any longer

That someone new will be your best friend
be there to share your soul
and you can walk away from me
cause someone else will make you whole

So yeah - I guess I’m trying to tell you
that I really want you to stay
to be soulmates for the rest of our lifes
So what do you say?

DEVIL
I’ve got a devil sitting on my shoulder
   who’s watching every step I take
   he’s rubbing salt into my wounds
   with every single move I make
He’s always watching over me
   making sure I won’t be fine
   whispering bittersweet nothings in my ear
   until I adopt him as mine
“Yes, you’re happy here
   but don’t you miss everything back there?
   of course you’ve got wonderful friends
   but are you sure they really care?”
He’s keeping his guarding hand over my head
   making me tear up with every grin
   and whilst the salt drops into my soup
   I get even more sad cause I’m letting him win
I let him take away my passion
   let him burn my fire down
   I’m watching him rip apart the lifebelt
   and he’s watching me drown
I’ve got a devil sitting on my shoulder
   who’s always watching over me
   he became the voice in my head
   and the shades through which I see

I'M FINE
there are people who will never cry again
so who cares about my tears?
some can’t live their life the fullest
so what matter my few fears?
there are fathers loosing daughters
so why talk about my loss?
some learn to walk who couldn’t move
so what’s the obstacle i cross?
there are those with bleeding sracs
so who minds my few bad days?
some can’t even smile a little
so why highlight the problems that i face?
there are so many deamons in this world
so i’m happy only few are mine
please don’t overact my moments
and believe me : i am fine

ON MY WAY HOME

the bags are packed, the door is closed
and suddenly i’m on my way to what i missed the most

the coffee’s slowly kicking in, the train’s coming to a hold
to take me to the magic place where memories grow old

to where my heart is beating faster until it skips a beat
because there my life is standing still until it hits repeat

and the heavy country air keeps me from breathing out
it’s like the quiet lovebird songs are ringing way too loud

it makes my soul go light, so light that it flies away
but the voices in my head are pleading it will stay

to feel the wind play with my hair, the sun brighten my smile
to bring back a part of me that has been missing for a while

the part of me that feels so safe it wants to chase some danger
the part that wants to greet the world like a friendly stranger

and so my heart is torn between settling down and breaking free
because home isn’t where the heart is
it’s where it wants to be

Einsamkeit

Wenn Einsamkeit ein Lächeln wär,

so wär es voller Trauer

Wenn Einsamkeit ein Wetter wär,

so wär's ein Regenschauer

Wenn Einsamkeit ein Lichtlein wär,

so wäre es kaputt

Wenn Einsamkeit ein Schatze wär,

begraben unter Schutt,

Die Truhe verschlossen mit Dunkelheit,

so furchtbar wär die Einsamkeit

Wenn Einsamkeit ein Vogel wär,

so könnte er nicht fliegen

Wenn Einsamkeit ein Grashalm wär,

so würd er sich verbiegen

Wenn Einsamkeit ein Mäuslein wär,

so fiel sie in ein tiefes Loch

Und sähe von dort unten noch

den letzten warmen Sonnenstrahl,

der Rest des Loches bliebe kahl

Wenn Einsamkeit ein Zimmer wär,

so wär es völlig leer

Wenn Einsamkeit die Hoffnung wär,

so gäb es sie nicht mehr

Wenn Einsamkeit ein Kinde wär,

so wäre es ein Waise

Wenn Einsamkeit ein Briefe wär,

so wäre er auf langer Reise

An einen völlig fremden Ort

- doch Einsamkeit ist nur ein Wort

DREAMS
there are dreams that won’t come true and some we never dreamed
there are dreams that aren’t even close to what they seemed
there are dreams that should stay in our sleep and some for real life
there are dreams full of love and dreams who end in strife
there are dreams that are illusions, that are supposed to be forgot
but there are some dreams, just a few, that are not
these dreams are there to help you through
these dreams will light your way
these dreams are the ones to follow you
these dreams are the ones to stay
these dreams are there to be fulfilled
these dreams want to be true
but sometimes these are the dreams reality killed
the ones your life banished….if only you knew

WHAT IF?
what if true love wasn’t a thing
and our hearts were whole alone
what if our “special someone"s were ourselfs
and missing someone was unknown
what if this myth had stayed a tale
what if soulmates were a lie
what if i wasn’t your forever
would you still give our ” now" a try
would you still borrow me your heart
if mine wasn’t the other half
would you still need me in your life
if being you would be enough?
what i want to know is this :
if there was noone to impress
and no rule to follow through
would you still love me non the less?

PUZZLES

i could tell you all about me

teach you all the basic stuff

you could learn about the facts

if you think that is enough

you could know my favourite colour

and the food that i can't eat

i would answer all those questions

if that is really all you need

go ahead and ask about

what films i like to see

or whatever it is you think

's important to know me

but just know that none of that

does matter in the end

cause what really is important

is the time that you have spent

finding peaces of my soul

and putting them together

to create an image of a person

that's been hiding for forever

the time you spend discovering my habits

and getting used to all my flaws

learning about my past mistakes

and the dammage they have caused

but you need to listen up

when we have a harmless chat

cause otherwise you'll overhear

what i really meant by that

and it will take time to fix the puzzle

as it always keeps on growing

with every day i spend with you

with every secret i am showing

but know it's worth what we will have

worth our speechless conversation

worth how our hearts will be connected

in deep concern and admiration

so go ahead, ask me your questions

i'll answer all that useless stuff

but for us fixing our puzzles

it will never be enough

Es ist schon etwas surreal
wie schnell das alles ging
wie ich plötzlich in dieser Stadt bin
wenn ich grad noch zuhause rumhing
Die Lichter hier scheinen so fern
als wären sie ein Traum
denn auch wenn ich's realisiert hab
so glaub ich's doch noch kaum
Es ist schon etwas merkwürdig
wie anders alles kam
wenn man bedenkt wie es geplant war
und welche Wendung es schließlich nahm
Die Stimmen hier klingen so fremd
und die Gesichter sind so neu
doch auch wenn ich sie lieben lerne
bleibe ich den alten treu
Es ist schon etwas irreal
wie weit entfernt ihr seid
und wie ihr trotzdem zu mir steht
bis in die Ewigkeit
Das Leben hier scheint mir so groß
verglichen mit was war
doch langsam schein auch ich zu wachsen
und meine Sicht wird klar
Es ist zwar etwas merkwürdig
wie schnell alles passiert
doch im Grunde heißt das ja
dass man keine Zeit verliert

OPPOSITES ATRACCT

It’s often said there’d be no light without the dark
or that the pain makes us thankful for the healing
cause it’s the bad that gives the good its special spark
and ups and downs are just a sign that we are feeling
But even with that in the back of our mind
the good still isn’t that easy to see
cause there are two sides to every kind
so it’s also what you want it to be
For example let’s just take
the clouds blocking the sun once it shows
or the acts of kindness that seem so fake
or those insects that appear so grose
But if you look at it in another way
clouds can be pillows in the skies
and caring words are hugs we say
and moths are just vintage butterflies
You see, light isn’t only shown by the shade
it’s also a matter of positivity
cause when everyone tells you the light will fade
it doesn’t mean you have to agree
So i hope you understood
that there are reasons worth smiling for
not only always in the good
but in the misery that shows the happiness even more
And that you always have a choice
when it all seems bad and dark as the night
you can open your eyes and raise your voice
and say that you’re still seeing the light.

NEW CHAPTERS
isn’t it weird how we always detest the storyline we’re currently in
and are so looking forward for the new chapter to finally begin
how all we ever seem to do is wait
for the awesome plot twist to come around and change our fate
but then when the prince with the shimmery shoe appears
we slip it on with a smile but also with our eyes filled with tears
as if deep down we hoped for some blood in the shoe
to crash our dreams and stop the fairytale from coming true
how we only turn the page with a shaking hand
when just a moment ago we couldn’t wait for this chapter to end
and we want back our farm house as soon as the castle doors are closed
when right before the wish was opposed
but now that we’ve got it on the layers of our princess dress are dragging us down and our head feels heavy under the lightweight of a beautiful crown
it’s so weird how all we ever wanted was to write a better line
to improve our story, spice it up and make it shine
and then when we did it felt like we’ve written over our past
like we could only fill the book with a new story by ripping out the last
so now we look down at the plucked out pages to our feet
and wonder if a new storyline is what we really need