600. too much alone

600.                05.02.08
                (translation from 390)

TOO MUCH ALONE

1. My lonely heart
Don’t let me be inside myself,
I am flying apart
Trying to shelter somewhere,
Searching for warmth
In the memories of some phantom…
But everything is gone
Some corner in the bottom.

RF:I’m flying high
Too much of freedom
Too much of light
Too much alone (2)
Only to find
Some kind of feeling
Hidden inside
In the depth of my soul (2)

2. Dust from the notes
Dancing my soul
With the crutch to the bare-foot sound.
I grab it tight
Pressing it, making it groan
But body inside
Is just an empty uninhabited home…

RF:I’m flying high
Too much of freedom
Too much of light
Too much alone (2)
Only to find
Some kind of feeling
Hidden inside
In the depth of my soul (2)


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