Autor: LucA-Fuhrmann

Consciously knowing that I lost myself Feelings are going to happen Even if we can’t do anything about it there is no other way than to let go Eliminate this self-destructive thinking to enjoy the purity of the moment cathing every little detail that completes our orchestra of feelings

When I look at the sky i don’t need any answers anymore my sould escapes to be free to dance wildly on the shore the burning sun inside your chest like a newborn phoenix flying moving everything to wind and waves leaving my face nothing but smiling On the highest, so far mountain every last…

Let’s imagine there’s no tomorrow Let the clockwerk corrode until the last damn second passed It would be sad, right? To enjoy the mild wind of the last sunrise drinking a warm cup of tea, sinking into my cozy chair let the forest fill your lungs with cold air, closing your eyes to expand your…

There are certain mornings when laying in those arms is more important than getting up early for useless alarms you want to open the curtains breathe in the fresh mild air and start making breakfast for her let our lips softly touch, just before we even said „good morning“ to tow me back into last-nights…

Zu oft schrieb ich die gleichen Gedichte Gefühle, der regen, die endlosen Nächte ihre wunderschönen Augen, wie sehr ich sie vermisse wie sehr ich mich durch träume und Musik zerreisse Vielleicht werden meine Ideen irgendwann kreativer oder ich find noch andere Worte und jemand findet meine Texte genauso ideenlos wie ich

As the night overwhelms my sleep and tows me back into unknown scenery creating my own dreamscape scattered in its own hallucination still resting so calm, so deep listening one more time to reminding melody watching blurred images so defined, for realitys sake letting the clock define the target to my destination Do I even…