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I can’t see what’s behind this mystery
and who’s the one who’s put down the seed in me
in my heart it tingles so uneasily
like a cocoon waiting for the renewed me to come
how long until it’s free once and for all I plea
for it to get through right filling every cell with light
how many tears need to be shed for the mythic wings to spread
how many times do I need to break my nose
before I know, before I really know
mellow, mellow, mellow for me it’s sacred, hallowed
this mellow, mellow, mellow
for me it’s sacred, for me it’s hallowed
stemming from me to ashes burnt
this is my mellow
when the eggshell bursts and the phoenix flies
nowhere, everywhere up above the sky
leaving pain below slowly heading home
where it used to die for me so willingly
to let me see what’s behind this mystery
and to let me know this inner peace that grows
right here inside of me
waiting for the burden to let go
mellow, mellow, mellow for me it’s sacred, hallowed
this mellow, mellow, mellow
for me it’s sacred, for me it’s hallowed
better than all the drugs I’ve tried
this is my mellow…
…which makes me grow the wings and fly high
to the place where I was born to die no more
to live on in the form of the Divine Eye
through which One can see
Mellow
I never heard a poet dead
reciting to me his poetry immortal
just the wings in the void teasingly flickering
to the rhythm of the melody unheard before
before that happened, I didn’t know
how deep inward one may go
everything changed afterwards
when I looked at myself from above
without a clue yet deep I knew
what the sages meant by Truth
when instead of me there was
just Love which later got me
standing on a meadow still and nothing more
where sunflowers grow uphill where I saw him
drunkenly in Love
poet dead with the wings apart
throwing up the sea of gold
in which I disappeared clearly
I hear them flickering, I hear them cry
the wings apart calling upon me to be
once and for all free
from the painful me
God please clear the way for Love
which is all I need to be
and hit me with Thy Mercy dead
like you did with the poet standing still
uphill
watching over me
I never heard him say a word
just saw him there
where one day I will fly
to rest in peace with him
and the other poets
Poet Dead
Don't Give Up
when you feel like giving up, just move
and when you feel, you’re falling down, just move
there’s no way back
so when you feel like giving up, just move
and when you feel, you’re falling down, just move
go back no more
just move, hell move, you move, keep going up
and move, you just move, just move, keep going wild
and move, hell move, you move, keep going up
and move, you just move, just move, don’t give damn and move!
and when you feel like shit, you just move
and when you feel your life makes no sense
keep it moving then
so when you feel like shit, you just move
and when you feel, when you feel
just shake it off
and move, move on and keep
going deep yeah
Inner Child
Almost forgot, but I know
I do remember you very well
Almost forgot, yet I know
Still remember, you so well
My inner child so broken
My inner child hurt so much
as deep as one can be
I love thee, my inner me
Lonely you were, yes I know
I do remember this very well
Unloved you felt, oh I know
Still remember, this so well
My inner child so wronged
My inner child, lost in the mind
As dark as night can be
unveil the Heart, to set it free
The wounds live on, but the scars will fade
Let’s weep together, show pain the way
My precious child you’re so humble
My precious child so pure and mild
With open arms, I’ll hold you near
My dearest child, the inner me
I love you, oh yes I do
As one we’re born, as one shall we remain