thinking – Page 2 – Scriptorium '77

thinking is futile

I’m walking on
Drifting
Only in my thoughts
There is sunshine

don’t fear
what’s in the future
the living
are dead way longer than they live

This rotten tooth of doom
Spills unforgiving beans
Along the empty street
In front of it

Saturdays are always dark for me
coming back home from work on Friday afternoon
thinking I need to make the most of it
and doing nothing at all

there is this bitter sweet lemon-aid
clouds run dry creating the fate
for humans who always hate
on something good

those are the times ahead
might people say who fear the worst
do something different instead

this is me / thinking about tomorrow / which is kinda lack of mind / that degree of imagining / that won’t happen anyway

With sadness in my heart
Sometimes I can tell
How the roses won’t grow any further
They don’t even know their smell

When it’s Sunday and you’re down
Because nothing worked
And you’re just frown
Forgive yourself

darkness swept over the sea
there is nothing more important than history
don’t blame the ones who don’t know
teach them, make them grow