Up and Down by .CHRIS. Thiesgen (love letters to the dead TXT) 📖

I understand

Please be my big lion
And hold my hand...


Lost and Found

Who are you imbecile
Who are you again
It doesn't matter
Who I am

You have a problem
Think about why
Do what you have to
So do I

It's silent around you
God bless the creature
I can't help it
I'm not a teacher

I'm a baby
I'm a man
Think it over
If you can

You can hit me
Shoot me down
I don't care
Here my crown

Above the star
Insuring my coming
I can walk
No need for running

You are a raper
Don't touch me again
Don't be silly
Dull woman


My God

Do you want to be

The love of my life
Do you want to be
My hope, my jive

Do you want to be
The best that I am
Do you want to be
My love, my man

Do you want to be
My answers, my peace
Do you want to be
My god, my release


Oh my Lord

I want to thank you for your love
The flying birds there high above
The rising sun you made me see
The tenderness you give to me

You made me learn
And still I do
You help me up
You help me through

You make me free
You make me live
You make me strong
Make me forgive

You are so gentle
You are so right
Your might is brilliant
It holds me tight

I want to sing for you
And more
To praise the one
Whom I adore

This is my prayer
For evermore
My gracious love
My light ashore


Rarely True

I feel so young
I feel so small
I feel a thousand doubts
That's all

That's what it feels like
Far from you
That's what it feels like
In, not through

Wondering above
Like a crying dove
Lonely, too
But deeply blue


Sadly

I let you go, my dear
For good and whatever, again
Maybe you didn't love me
Or I am not what I am

Things are getting weary
Nearly, oh, lose all touch
No idea 'more what, heaven, matters
But it doesn't mean so much

I'm weak, with without any force
Hope to love you, god, to cuddle and care
Neither sure if wishes ever come true
Nore sure if you are aware

Can't keep my eyes open
Hardly keep my life ahead
Longing, incurably romantic
Getting loneliness instead

I miss you like crazy
May be stupid, may be good
Didn't treat me as sweet as you are, honey
Don't treat me the way you could

With a heavy heart I call the thing off
You used to be my man
Now I'm alone like a straying lamb
Hardly know anything, again



Simply Sex

I'm not homo
I'm not bi
I'm not normal
I am free

What is normal
What's a freak
What is strong
And what is weak

Is this body
Mighty keen
All I've got
Or all you've seen

I'm really bored
Of archaic views
It's time for oddities
It's time for news

What does it matters if you're black or white
What does it matters if you're small or tall
Man or woman
No shit at all

Open eyes
To what's not to see
Open eyes
In liberty

It's pretty urgent
To accept
Instead of
Judging and select

Who are you
Where you come from
Where do you go
When you are gone

Are you sure
That you really fit
Are you worth
A lot or a bit

God only knows
Cosmos, Jesus or however you want to name
Life is truth
And not a game

But take and use my body
Not knowing who I am
And continue yapping cockeyed
„Woman or man“


Stop

Sleepless in this love affair
Sleepless in this dream
I'm of you and all aware
You are cruel and mean

Can't get shocked
An open book
Stop to act
I had a look

Don't know the end
But you know in a every way
I'm not anxious
For to say

This isn't worth it
To waste my time
This is a sin, god
This is a crime

I want to get further
I want to get high
You're not here, good
I'll get by


Sun without Fun

Sunday without you again
Sunday without me
Sunday with and out my man
Sunday on a knee

Popcorn's smelling sweetly
Near there far away
Lazy feet, a teeny
Longing here to stay

Swinging rhythm beneath me
Swinging air on beside
A swinging heart inside there
Honor against pride

Noting more to gain now
Nothing more to buy
No things more to offer
No tears more to cry

I feel quite so empty
I feel quite so blue
I feel quite a weight
Silence is it you

You are vanished
Into thin air
You are lost
Fair or not fair

You've preferred
Repeatedly to run
Boring Sunday
Sun without fun


The End of a World

Is the end coming
Is the end near
Any use of running
Or disappear

Few words to stay now
Only words to pray
Killing thoughts among us
Not that far away

Holding ourselves together
Holding faith and hope
Hate and fear however
Everybody's dope

God the hell's around
God we realize
What is right about it
Ain't we are that wise

Help us through this drought
Help us through this stress
Help us to forgive
Help us SOS


Thee First Song

The man's gone for you now
The one who risked with courage and tried to convince
Looking at and for your love
Ever and since

The man's gone
Who trusted in you, because of God
Denying himself and obeying
A whole lot of lot

This man was neglected and mistrusted
This man was hurt
This man was a dog, then cat, then tiger
Now a trying to fly away bird

Could it have been better
Could it have been good
Could it have succeeded
Could it, oh, could

What's left now is the woman
Fine and fragile and frighten
Longing for her man
Be precious and enlighten

Longing to be convinced
Longing to be found by clue
Longing to be surprised
A whole life through

Sitting in between and behind her walls
She's lonely, but secure
She's still got love to give
In heaven and pure

Could it have been better
Could it have been good
Could it have succeeded
Could it, oh, could

The person is little
But the soul is enormous big
And hope is alive
To stick, God, to stick

So who are you now
Who you wanna be
The woman who's lost
Or the man going to be Gee

Do you wanna fight for good
Do you wanna decide for ever
Do you wanna be a hero
Do you wanna be clever

Could it be better
Could it be good
Could it succeed
Could it, oh, it could


Fuck the Snob

What is up now, „happiness“
What, goddamn, a pity
What or who are you
Fucking hell of city

You live around
Sucking goody's blood
Ignoring what's about
Searching for what is hot

Ain't giving help
Or understanding
No matter what continues
Or what is ending

I feel alone, I feel deserted
So what
I punk myself in misery
Being true whole lot

There is no light of kindness
Except the light of night
Escaping each new day
Fighting for what right

The sadness is overwhelming
Every than and now
Can't help yearning
Sometimes, stupid how

And you call yourself
A fucking friend
Don't give a shit t' your winning
No shit to what's ever meant

What's meant to be
To get, to achieve
You are an asshole
You don' believe

The city is your world
Little world of your mind
Money around
Unlikely, unkind

You're boring, exhausting
I'm fed of that stuff
Your incredible stupidness
Of can't getting enough

Hit the road madness and easiness
And fucking fly
Before it's to late
For love, to ever die


Ghost Town Blues

I feel horrible, I feel exhausted
I feel my heart is in pain
I feel no headway in all this motion
I feel perverse, insane

My heart quite nearly explodes
Alarming and depressing
Don't know what for or when
But go on blindly guessing

No help, no being
No other side
Extremely nothing
Wider and wide

Hardly know if I should move
Should I beware or should I care
If I'm not here, I'm surely not there
Not at all or anywhere

Messed up one
How weird, what a pity
Alien of life
A ghost in a city

My face is burning
Touching atmosphere
Oh, could you be with me
Oh, could you be here


Going for Gold

Oh, how I love you
You crazy one, sweet
Still, although and furthermore
The better I need

I feared I could hate you
Trade you and go by
But nevertheless I adore you
I'm expecting you guy

I'm happy on earth
Longing to share it
I'm happy about hope
To feel and bear it

It's ,oh, so good gotten over
Mellow and fine
Even far away I adore you
My true love, you're mine

No place for illusion
You'll come back again
Invisible woman
Invisible man


Drummer Boy

Hey, shh...be silent
Baby you
Stop the drums for a while
And let me through

Let me make you hear
The best of my heart
Beating the same old way
Like yours, just apart

Lonely and frightened
Longing for a friend to call
Dreaming of someone
To win after all

Let us give space to them
To create a sound
Going to the front
Not only spinning around

Can you here my voice
Sweet drummer there
Your heart is my mike
And your love is the air

So hey, shh...be silent
Baby you
Stop the drums for a while
And let me through



Be Careful

Attention
For whom you fall
Remember
You're precious at all

Attention
For what's up
And avoid to be
A pup'

Attention
Before it's too late
And all that rests is
Hate

Attention
For your life
Go on and too
Arrive

Attention
For she cares
Love
And not affairs

Attention
You're in the plan
Be as honest
As you can

Attention
You're too good
Defend it
When you should


Facing Liberty

Sitting in a backyard
Sun is leaving and coming
Would like to stay
But can't stop running

It's a kind of obsession
It's a kind of hell
A case of being crazy
And knowing me well

Devil is doing good work
Devil is cheating on me
God can't help it, help it
Hell, thank god, I'm free

I'm facing the dark
Straight to the rotten why
Remembering good life
My oh my

Damned missing of could be
Damned thinking of should be
Can't bear to fail again
I miss me here, my man

I need to respect him
I'm longing for salvation
I'm a bad farmer
For my own creation

Being confused
The desert sucks
Love is not a game
It's dealing with lucks

Can't afford the risks
Anymore
Devil's got me
God it's war