i am going to the sea for three days - and will not be able to go online. that’s three days where i will be getting up every morning, uploading nothing. i will come back with new songs, i am sure. until then take a look at my new video: “when i love again”.
When I love again (by getting up every morning)
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i know that you are gone
i know that i’m alone
but only when i love again
i will be lonely
i know you said good-bye
and i could not reply
on the day when i will love again
i’ll say good-bye
my friends say i should not hide inside
my friends say it’s a wonderful world outside
don’t hide
step outside
because it’s wonderful, it’s wonderful outside
because it’s wonderful, it’s wonderful outside
it’s such a wonderful world
it’s such a wonderful world
don’t hide
step outside
they say it’s wonderul, it’s wonderful outside
they say it’s wonderul, it’s wonderful outside
(i had a fortune cookie the other day that told me: “those who are content, enjoy”. it troubled me the entire day. i should stop buying them, but who else would tell me as it is…)
you are content
so you enjoy life
i’m not content
i can’t enjoy life
you are content
so i enjoy you
i’m not content
you can’t enjoy me
i need patience
and i need it now
i need patience
and i need it now
i need patience
and i need it now
i need to be patient
and i don’t know how
i’ve been sitting here for hours
waiting for the rain to stop
they had promised it would snow
another promise noone kept
i guess i should stop drinking
and should turn my mobile off
and i promised to stop smoking
but the rain should stop first
i don’t think that i’m asking much
i don’t think it would hurt
if just for once we all would keep
the promises we make
we’ve been walking on the lake
that’s all that i recall
there was something that you said
that would make no sense at all
but it did not matter
because nothing really did
and it’s ok if you don’t call me
but the rain should stop first
i guess i’ve been too innocent
to overwhelmed to see
that all you ever promised
was impossible to keep
i wish i could distract myself
i wish the rain would stop
(what is it you would miss about somebody close to you? and how much of what you miss is about you and how much about them? would you be able to be honest about answering that question?)
don’t distract
don’t turn this around
it’s about you - not me
i’ve known you a long time
i know you very well
even if i jump off a rooftop, baby
even if i jump off a rooftop, baby
even if i jump off a rooftop
you would care to listen what i say about you
you would care to listen what i say about you
you would care to listen what i say
while i am flying through thin air
(i know, i am asking the wrong question. the real questions would be: what is healthy? and: what is real? but ‘heal’ and ‘real’ rhyme so well - there must be some truth in that. also, when you are in the middle of something you sometimes don’t see.)
why should i heal
being hurt feels more real
why should i heal
with all the things this makes me feel
(it’s been snowing tonight. i am speechless, too. and relieved. and happy. and thankful. i have been waiting for it.)
every key you press
is to cover up your mess
every line you write
is a place to hide
every page you turned
not something you have earned
when this book is done
you might want to move on
i’m glad to see you speechless
i’m glad to see you burn
(to the berlin based listeners, the latest curiosity in st. oberholz is a note behind the bar, taped to the wall [dust down your german]: ‘der islaender mit dem markanten gesicht und der linksseitigen laehmung hat hausverbot!’ - dear islaender, i want you to know, you don’t scare me. the next round is on me. have a good day. and dear st. oberholz: you can do better than that…)
how does it feel
when suddenly everything feels real?
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