youth – Scriptorium '77

Uncomfortably Numb

The evening comes and the party goes on
The nightmare forgotten, your mind still strong
You feel the rythm, the heartbeat, the waves

Sonnet #38: Störung / Annoyance

Wir fallen ein, wo wir die Ruhe stören
We want to tackle every silent spot
Wir fallen auf mit Gossenslang und Chören
We fall apart but care about it not

Disobedience

Wild we are
And without wings
We live in daydreams
With open eyes