LYRICS SECTION:
EVERYBODY'S TOY:
Often I feel used and I know I don't have a use in my world
so I rarely stand here laughing cause I could be looking very silly
Why don't I have to be happy? I know people consider me as I don't really am
Would you accept me if I let my feelings go outside my mouth?
or will you just trade my friendship with another faked personallity
or will you just make me going out of my head again as I would be
everybody's toy...
Often I look bored and I know I don't have to stay inside my world
so I rarely go there walking cause I could be thinking very hardly
Why don't I think in this way? Could I realise that I am not like I really am?
Would you accept me if I let my feelings go straight to you heart?
or will you just throw my friendship down another open window?
or will you just make me going out of my head again as I would be
everybody's toy...
*>"Everybody's Toy" has been written on May 18 when the sun was already down on my life...
THE OLD POET
The old poet blows his head on the paper
and his head is marked by the black ink
He spent his life narrating our lifes
Our miseries and our Lies
So where are you all now that
his commemoration has been started
Why don't you come here and pay
the last price to his person?
So come on and let's have a beer to the memory
of our favourite poet
So come on and let's have a night in our beds
thinking about the old poet
The old poet wrote our lifes on the paper
as his head knew everything first
How many nights did I spend dreaming
of lovers and heroes in his stories?
So where is the black pen
he used as great heroes uses swords
Not to kill but to mark our hearts
with the truth of words
So come on and let's get sad of this beer in memory
of our favourite poet
Cose he spent his life trying not to ruin his mind
thinking about the old poet
to Y.G.
ANGELIC LAMENT
I woke up this morning
but you were not there
I feel emptiness in my life
even if it was bare
I know you'll be back in my time
I'm counting the days left
I can't wait for you to be back
I know I'll hear again
your angelic lament in
your sleep
And I know we'll be back again
together we'll fight the time
so I'll take my life and I'll
box it all together and
we'll sail this sea in time
I'm counting the days left
I can't wait for you to be back
I know I'll hear again
your angelic lament in
your sleep
your sleep
angelic lament
in your sleep (fade out)
to C.A.
WHERE THE FLOWERS DON'T GROW
Do you know the place in which there's no hope to grow
it's the cold and lonely place where the flowers don't grow
I know everybody has to be back there
and face reallity at least once in lifetime
Do you know the place in which there's no hope to feel happiness
it's the cold and lonely place in which opinions grow
I know everybody has it, they want them
Even if there's no respect for the others
Do you know, do you really want to know?
There's no hope for me....no hope for you....
Do you know, do you really want to know?
The place where the flowers don't grow?
Are you scared? (Fade out)