...
I´ve got a riddle for you.
about the bubbles in the sink
when i look into the mirror
for as only just to think,
am i hidden in a corner
are my eyes so poor of sight
is there anybody out there
who can tell me what is right
I´m just a smalltown girl
in a cover, in a shell
I´m a nutcase on the way to
being sent to hell.
and it´s vital
but it´s funny
isn´t it a pleasent sight
when you´re standing all alone
beside your mirror late at night
you´ve seen that face before
but there´s a person coming up,
and you laugh because the bubbles
make that popping noise.
will you find a way to save
all the goodness in your heart
all the bubbles keep on forming
on your skin afterall.
I´ve got a riddle for you.
Flush lights off
how do you do?
Flush lights on
suddenly gone...
i´ve got a riddle for you.
And it´s funny isn´t it
i need a messege in my voice
to seek powers born from riddles
and from all those sounds
because i hear them creeping towards me
so i rather would sit down
and i lean back on the toilet
and the water´s going loud
I´m just a small town girl
and i end each scene
because it never had been held before
and never could be seen,
simply bow politely
when i see my face again
and it´s smiling cause it´s happy
that there is an end.
I´ve got a riddle for you.
Flush lights off.
How do you do?
Flush light on.
Suddenly gone.
I´ve got a riddle for you.
And it´s funny isn´t it,
I think you laughed before.
but you will never catch that moment
it just won´t happenen anymore.
so i get up in a wink
and i turn off the switch
and the noise is getting louder
well it´s tragic isn´t it.
I´ve got a riddle for you.
Samstag, 5. Dezember 2009
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