| Mother see, that all my life
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| I planted flowers to survive
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| And as they faded I stopped to speak
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| I painted flowers
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| And nobody knows why…
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| No awakening, no lullaby
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| I only felt the need to try
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| To have the guts or the stupidity
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| To grab for stars, that I can’t reach at all
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| Father see, that I have tried
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| To find that angel deep inside
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| That you once promised I would meet
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| And once again I ended in defeat
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| Even here I could feel your eyes
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| Heard your whispers and felt your lies
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| Brother said «Come back to life»
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| I asked some friends
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| And nobody knew why …
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| Nobody had ever seen
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| My flood of tears
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| I can’t believe you found me here
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| It took some time to find these words
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| I wrote them down in hope that they might help
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| Watch me walk barefoot on glass
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| Insecure as only a newborn child can be
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| Others came to laugh at me
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| They pointed fingers as I could see
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| Believe me saying it’s not the skin
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| It’s the stranger living deep inside
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| Mother see, that all my life
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| I painted flowers to survive
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| And as they faded I stopped to paint
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| I fell asleep
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| And nobody knows why…
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| Father see, that I have tried
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| To build a world with only me inside
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| Millions of flowers surround my bed
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| Now I still grab for stars and I can reach them all |