Strange Deserted Feelings

it's clashing cold, it's getting dark
your life is nothing, just like a spark
which plays a lonely game onto the hidden graveyards
the sky glooms black in blue and little dots of shiny stars are glimmering through the threatening dark clouds. the midnight moon is hanging down beyond the silver rainbow.

the silent grey of standing stones,
towered above like deadly bones
an old wise owl is hardly seen
sits on the roof and makes a scream

these fiery eyes shoot beams of hostile flames through the ending dawn of desert-day. a sudden breeze of glowing air passes this scene and shows us melting all life away. but as sudden it happened it also disappears. and again the freeze hits my face. frightend i see the coldness crawling down the dead hills of rocky sandstones. you see me shivering laying down on the grassy plain which grows strangely in the desertsand. the hours drop like rare raindrops, sinking drowning in the hot sand...

an early eagle circles his endless rounds above the sky. the lingering sun twinge deep in my eyes. the night has gone. my mind remembers insufficient the happend. a painful heartache beats me with it's entire violence. just with that feeling i'm pushed back into life. and drowning in this deep depression i feel the soft touch of your quiet voice. still thinking about you i open my eyes and must recognize that you're not here. pictures of the past run in my brain. like a figure on the chessboard i'm pushed along the squares. i'm down. breathing hard. won't believe that

it's true. why must we leave in silence? watching to the endless masses of golden sand, nothing disturbing the horizon. i'm flying high
watching the world passes me by
never want to come down
never want to put my feet back down on the ground

and watching down i see our life is nothing but a sandcorn in the desert. i surrender to this high-end emotion, losing me in the endless space and see the earth as a dusty, dirty ball vanishing to nothing...