When the leafes turn brown in fall,
and the wind takes them to fill the hall,
her eyes are filled with desire, and her words may stun
your heartbeat. Knowing, that without light,
we are deamons.

The pain in the world made a new goddess
of what once was a girl.
Her black wings, her spine growing spider limbs,
they tell a story of blood and tears.
"There is too much hate in the world."

Now that you know how the gods kill,
don't be afraid of the violent fire.
It's a long way back from hell.
But even if it'd take us till the end of time,
I don't mind the pain,
for now I can see all you were.

All the time you've been my friend
And all the time, that we have spend
Was full of fun and laughing tears
Girl, this could go on for years
But now you act as if I changed
As if I'm made of stone
Girl, it's you who's acting strange
A side you've never shown

I want to be cold, but I feel confused
I want to be hard, but I feel abused
There's so much you should explain
But stone doesn't care, so you're not to blame

Why don't you look me in the eyes
I'm still the one I was before
There will be no bad suprise
It's just that you're now knowing more

Don't you know: I trust in you
Isn't that what all friend do?
Please, girl, don't leave me alone
Sincerly yours,
The girl made of stone

Von Mondvogel

Eines der vielen Gedichte, die mich denkend machen. Manche meiner eigenen Gedanken, die ich wieder finde, bei anderen. Ich suche dich, bin auf dem Weg zu dir, Holly. Wir sehen uns. Ich schließe nur die Augen.