Serenity

(I've been asked to write some lyrics for a very promising progressive rock/metal band and this is the outcome for the first song. I realize that the approach to writing lyrics is very different writing "normal" poetry in terms of structure, rhythm, topics etc. Hope you enjoy it - maybe the entire song will be recorded some day. - R.)

My ever dying demons / hovering behind

The trees to lure me back / into the mists of my mind

Taunting disbelief / lurking in their eyes

No belated miracles / no victorious cries

I ride across the heavens and gallop through the gates

I silence all the voices that whisper it’s too late

I sing along with thunder and bolt into the sea

At the bottom, there’s no air that keeps on drowning me

Humming songs of triumph / in my soul tonight

A myriad of sparks / outshines the lunar light

On nocturnal pastures / I feel the healing sleet

Wash away the cracks / in the mire on my feet

In the cloudless sky / no more birds of prey

Zephyrs gliding on my skin / carry all the thorns away

Still a sense of triumph / resonates in me

As I stand here breathing / in serenity

Effervescent soul

In serenity

Make a Wish

Too much chaos in my mind

Because of all she said

And lyrics by Tom Waits were still

Resonating in my head

I was lost in reverie

And all that I can now recall

Is that my eyes were fixed upon

The nocturnal gypsum wall

It may have been a shooting star

That cast cold light upon my back –

That shed a second’s shine of silver

Into the shapeless, silent black

And if it was a distant lightning

Or a car or who can say –

There was barely half a thing

To wish for anyway

Lovemelovemenot

He may say yes a thousand times But nothing – ever – will suffice So why do you believe – me – when – I wouldn’t have – denied it – twice?

Swinging Teabag

Carving circles in the air Hypnotize it with your stare Mug this final destination Unexplored criteria Teabag, tumble to your bed Zodiac, come set me free

Class Reunion

Hey, I’m glad that you could make it It’s really great to have you here How you doing, guys, come in Champagne, a glass of wine? A beer ? Don’t worry, guys, I’m not the boy With the Bible anymore Remember how I – yeah, that’s right Man, I must have been a bore – You see I’ve got my own address I’ve changed my name and attitude – And now I’ve got my PhD I can afford the finest food I’m building up my own ideals A workaholic in my prime Money, self and confidence Sex and drugs from time to time But she – she sits there and avoids Looking – smiling back at me – And I can see – That she preferred The weirdo that I used – to be

Violins

And slowly I approached the village When I heard them from the coast – Maladies for melodies – I glided over sand, a ghost I felt a fire flickering Behind the pitch black dunes just when I saw them with their instruments A shoal of oily fishermen Violence in violins Disharming me – I guessed that sooner Or later they would realize Their life was pointless with no tuna

Finding You

Rain, an absent-minded tree Abandon each and every limb Nothing in our eyes to see Zeal we show and still conceal Invisible, too soft to hatch Somnambulist phenomena Keys for someone else’s car As we have a lion heart