Fast schon nicht mehr ganz weg

I started this drive
Too late tonight
Too late tonight
So I'm listening to the cd you made me
To make sure i make it home alright

Wind swirls my head
Windows down
Force this air into my lungs
Keeps reminding me how far I am
From your bed

(Steady Hands // Joe Wilson)

WennDann

Comfortable as I am
I need your reassurance
And comfortable as you are
You count the days

But if I wanted silence
I would whisper
And if I wanted loneliness
I'd choose to go
And if i liked rejection
I'd audition
And if I didn't love you
You would know

And why can't you just hold me
And how come it is so hard
And do you like to see me broken
And why do I still care

(Maria Mena // Just hold me)

Moratorium

And it turns my stomach, and my heart plummets
to think of what you're thinking of me
And i'm still figuring out just who i am
and who i can be
But all i know is that who i was
wasn't nearly me

(Stay happy // Joe Wilson)

ins ferne England

Ich seh Dich, wie Du bist, 
seh durch Dich, was in Dir ist. 
Du bist wunderbar, unbeschreiblich nah, 
immer für mich da. 
Während andere sich verschließen 
und Dich nicht mehr sehen, 
können selbst Tränen, die bei mir fließen, 
mir mein Bild von Dir nicht nehmen. 

Ohne weiteren Kontakt zu Dir zu haben, 
wäre es dunkel am hellichten Tage. 
Doch Tag aus und Tag ein 
bist Du bei mir und somit mein 
drittes Augenlicht, mein Land in Sicht, 
dafür lieb ich Dich.


(Xavier Naidoo // Ich kann dich sehen)

Müde

My fingers ache from clenching this fist
My eyes still burn
I'm pouring my heart through these telephone wires
I'm getting the notion that you've become tired
And you've become tired

Sleep forces itself on me
Escaping reality
Sleep forces itself on me
Escaping reality

Zeit nehmen

If I had stopped to listen once or twice
If I had closed my mouth and opened my eyes
If I had cooled my head and warmed my heart
I'd not be on this road tonight

Carry on

Never mind feeling sorry for yourself
It doesnt save you from your troubled mind

(James Taylor // That lonesome road)

eigenweltlich

Manchmal bedeutet Glück, etwas nicht zu begreifen.

(Francois Lelord // Hectors Reise)

Bleibt alles anders

Maybe in a month or two,
Maybe when things are different for me,
Maybe when things are different for you
You know all of this shit, just sticks in my head

Is there anything different these days?
The light in her eyes goes out
I never had light in my eyes anyways
Maybe things are different these days

(Counting Crows // Chelsea)

Kleine Zeichen

This ruined puzzle is beige with the pieces all face down
so the placing goes slowly.
The picture's of anything other than it's meant to be.
But the hours they creep,
the patterns repeat.

Don't be concerned, you know I'll be fine on my own.
I never said "don't go."

I've hidden a note,
it's pressed between pages that you've marked to find your way back.
It says, "Does he ever get the girl?"
But what if the pages stay pressed,
the chapters unfinished,
the stories too dull to unfold?
Does he ever get the girl?

(Dashboard Confessional // This ruined Puzzle)