Text von Stephanie Gollub
Musik von S. Gollub / Broken Dream
I am following the dripping rain
while sitting on top of the world.
I watch it till it's made falling,
falling from the edge of this roof.
Above it all,
I thoght my mind gets cleared.
But by trying to ignore it,
it's comming back (to me);
haunting me like a starving dog
or like the "final-shot".
Is the sun gonna rise
for another morning?
Is it commiting suicide
or an eye-in-eye competing game?
Will it end the sleepless nights and
take away those nightmare-dreams?
What's the point of loosing someone,
letting go, no comming back?
It's no gift and not for free
is it worth my energee?
But life's too short and full of changes,
there's no time for crying long.
And no matter what will happen:
"Life still goes on!"
In my head planes are crashing,
somesone's falling down the stairs.
A mother leaves her crying baby
and a poor boy's drownding
in the beautifull blue sea.
And it's much more than a failed exam
but even less than a broken neck.
I would rather want to hide myself
not to make this finall step.
Like in a game the chance of winning,
not far away from loosing all.
Helps me learning in this life-long process;
just when's too late I'll get the clue.