Well, I took my baby down 
to my gray lookin place.
I just had to see if I even left a trace.
Oh home, had to leave home.

Same old familiar scene
of the poor conditions.
A tried and tested mess,
ran by corrupt politicians.
Oh home, had to leave home.

Don't wanna go home,
no don't wanna go home.
Baby, leave it alone,
don't wanna go home.
Just gotta give me a chance and
I'm fuckin' gone.

I go on.
I won’t wait,
I’ll have faith,
I’ll keep it in.

I’ve got the sky
where I can fly. 
See clearly
from up high.

Days are mine to live,
from early dawn to peaceful eve.
When my way is clear,
my thoughts are bright
and free of fear.

Though the clouds may loom,
I know that above them
gentle light
is shining bright for me.
I will go through the rain
and the snow,
ahead.

Hearing now, echoes of youth...
I’ve found the little child,
inside you all I see it smiled.
Peace takes hold of me,
the purest joy I’ll ever see.

If, deep down inside us,
this yearning feel awakes.
One smile is all it takes
to see it through
and lead you somewhere new.

With a modest step, you
drew me into a dance.

How we moved through stars that fell just for two.

We lose ourselves, ‘neath the faint moonlight.
Your hand in mine, our laughter chimed
all through the night.
Oh, how I wished it would carry on
just like this.

How we moved through stars that fell just for two.

Time passed us by.
After endless thrill,
our notes fell still.

Yet all of those years could not erase
how I felt back then.
I wish we could dance once again.

🥁 🥁 🥁

Our days,
a blind haze.
How it all seems fake,
a crazy mistake.

Look around and see
an endless maze with me.
Trying to find your light,
longing for flight.

Can you choose who you'll be
and live for today, feeling free?
Why should your life look so grey?
Go, find your own way!

Now awake from this dream
Let go of how things have been
The day outside seems so new
Bright, vibrant and true
For you...

Same as #4, but with less '🥁'

Dawning, a beautiful morning
lights my day.
What must I give away,
just to make it stay.

How I wish it could be simple to see
the dawn I am chasing and where it leads me.
But, so it seems, bittersweet dreams.

One day I’ll see a star,
falling from afar.
Maybe, though it will pass,
I could make it last.

How I wish it could be simple to see
the dawn I am chasing and where it leads me.
But, so it seems, bittersweet dreams.

All that I ask for while mopping the rain
is just to be left alone.
Still, if you ask me, that rusty old train
seems to be chugging along.

I'm scared to get on.
Here is where I belong.

Thoughts of the last stop run free in my head, 
no matter how much I pack.
And as the station clock rushes ahead,
I hope something's wrong with the track.

I know I must get on.
With the morning sun.

Oh, what is it for?
Why ask, if I know.

Last time you asked me, that rusty old train,
seemed to be doing just fine.
In through the sunrays the morning contains,
I found the seat that is mine.

Oh love,

A flower small in front of me,
was waving in the wind.
Silently dreaming,
wandering and lost.

Far it ran from every lie,
it’s lonely soul was hidden deep inside.
There, lacking love,
every dream melts away into tears.

So unique, that flower was,
beautiful and frail.
I gently take it in my embrace,
gifting it with grace,
all my love...

Still lost, alone,
it lived inside a different world, its own.
All that I gave,
flew away like a sigh on the wind.

I was facing loneliness,
losing all I had.
Let down, left to wait, so alone,
In the dark, with my despair.

In time, it comes
to me with many broken leaves.
Crying, it sweeps away
my sorrow, finding how I loved
his dream of mine
with all I had, truthfully.
How to madly lose yourself
sometimes.

With a smile, it bloomed again,
taking in my love.
Then softly asked, full of life,
"Have you changed
this world just for me?"

...yes

Once more, a shadow slowly stumbles by,
trailing your steps as you try
to reach for a purpose, as you find yourself here,
lost in a moment of your blinding fear.

Letting the days go time and time again,
like the drops of passing rain.

You’ll start your fire and light a way
with words of kindness in every day.

Think to the times
you've felt alive,
without confines.
Beneath the gaze
of long gone days,
a voice still calls.
A voice that knows the joy and pain
that lie within your longing flame.

In darkest winter, no sign of dawn,
I hope the fire keeps burning on.
I hope the fire burns on and on.

Sometimes I end up feeling lonely,
when it’s only me in my head.
And when the lights are out and thoughts move slowly,
thinking back on what’s been said.

Living day to day on time that’s borrowed,
yet another promise made,
just to wake and do the same tomorrow,
because a better day will follow,
until it gets too late.

I still have to wade through muddy waters
with my young and stupid eyes.
And as I wonder if I see what matters,
Will that mystery pass me by?

Will I look back on what I fell through
and wonder why it took so long
to understand I should have cared then,
for a life that I create, when
a better day won’t wait on me.

Tell me what you think,
what you think of going somewhere.
Get a place, stay the night.

Somewhere far away,
far away from all the chaos
in my influenced mind.

Maybe after all,
in the time we spend together,
there’ll be stories to find.

I'm going somewhere, chasing time...

Before I say goodbye, remember I’ll come home
From places I have gone, from wherever I may roam.
So I am wondering, if I will see you home again.

And though I leave behind
the purest kind of love.
A feeling known to few,
will always bring me back to you.
So think of me every now and then,
for I will see you home again.

And though I'm lost in a world so strange,
the feeling lingers, but I just can't turn the page
where i last saw you.

But still, I am hoping,
that I will see you home again.