Fly Away, Good Bye
Hey Mister in your tower made of steal and concrete,
high above all the problems and all the sorrows in the streets.
But for all that bursting under the weight of everyday life,
collapsing of disquiet and off all that strife.
Its common-sense to work so hard in a sage mans eyes.
Your longings and your dreams have to be sacrificed.
But when your are looking out of your prison towards the endless sky,
your soul spreads out its wings and want to fly away, good bye!
Ref:
Your emotions
you can’t abate with your mind.
It’s as impossible
as for the sun the moon to find.
So spread out your wings, fly away and find your goal.
Your only navigation on this way is your soul.
So fly away, good bye!
Hey my intellectual boy, you are learned and you are smart.
Your arguments are impressive and razorblade-sharp.
But there are things and senses, impossible to argue.
The way I feel I can’t justify logical to you!
Ref:
Hey darling it was a beautiful time.
And although I knew it could be not for ever, you are not forever mine,
my hard says I have to let you go, despite all my pain.
But my head can’t cut what banded us, it’s all in-vain.
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