Cascading transcendence

When I was young

I wanted to be strong and without fear

Fly all over the world with my wings

Instead I lost it all

Failed again and again

In my shame and grief

I hide in my cell

But the wound was painful, it went deep into the heart

I could not from the world stay apart

I had to repeat again and agin

What I could not do, I had to do

Again and again

And my life went into a loop

New people, new failures

To prove once and for all how bad I really am

But that was not end

I realized that I had to transcend

To see life from a different point of view

And play with a friend

And that was finally the end

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Journeys into the night

I am out in the night

The stars are above me

And the cold black ground

Under me

The silence has reached the city

The door to the tower is open

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Doors

Time is just an abstract thing

But doors are not

They there to stop you

To control the temperature and life

Limit the limitless

Put a border between them and us

This is the door to hell

And that is not a place that wants you well

So stay out and enjoy before you to become a toy

For someones lust and desire and spend the rest of life to light their fire

Dörren till helvetet

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Love

Despite all my wrongdoings

Despite all my incompetence

I know one truth

Love will end the world

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Revolution Returns Reactionary

Today 43 years ago in another country

A revolution took place

The young had gotten tired of war

Tired of the old rule and wanted something new

What  type of new they wanted

That was not certain but something different

And everything changed

But not in a way anybody expected

Different yes, from a strong man with mad ideas

to a tired bureaucracy without vision or hope

From a poor people to not so poor people

From being a colonial power to being a province

In the great federation of old and tired people

Without courage

A victory for the revolution?

Yes, very much so for what could be better than

Growing your own garden under the sun

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Big Ma

Change and overrule

I recommend, do not have any rules

You will be ruled anyway but in other ways

Freedom is restricted but not in the way you think

The answer to your questions are all in the head of gigant turtle

She lives in a part of the Pacific that few men has seen

But sometimes her spirit make journeys in your dreams telling you strange things

From a distant starsystem

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Cold

 

The snow is falling slowly on the black tarmac

April is the month of failed hope

I am cold, my soul is freezing

 

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