donderdag 28 maart 2013

weten dat nooit

We zijn vergaan,
in een cirkel,
een golf van oneindig,
weten dat nooit...
 
We zullen bestaan,
van elkaar verwijderd,
onze cirkels vervlochten,
in weten dat  nooit..

zaterdag 16 maart 2013

Born Misfits

De laatste tijd flink aan het schrijven geweest. Het ene af, het andere weggegooid of een basis voor iets nieuws. Het blijft een mooie manier om je visie uit te dragen.

I met you at the station,
I met you on the streets.
I'll meet you during winters,
I'll be living through from here.

I'll be sipping my coffee,
You'll be drinking you wine.
You'll laugh at your neighbour,
I'll stare back at mine.
So when I'll meet you during winters,
enjoy your time.

And as people we will never be together,
as two souls we'll be inseperable for time.
Cause we'll always be the misfits we were born.
and we'll always like, eachother's place.

I'm the fire you're the firefighter,
I'm the rush and you're the time.
When I ask you to start singing,
you just say a rhyme.

We're married and single,
we're boasting and shy.
We've been laughing for ages,
now we're left here to cry.
So when I ask you to start singing,
I mean just say a rhyme.

And as people we will never be together,
as two souls we'll be inseperable for time.
cause we'll always be the misfits we were born.
and we'll always like, eachother's place.

And even when our paths will never cross,
we'll live on without knowing what to miss.
And even if I'll die before we meet,
there'll always be a misfit, that fits my place.

And as people we we'll never be together,
as two souls we'll be inseperable for time.
cause we'll always be the misfits we were born
and we'll always,
like eachother's place