A keresés eredménye

Trip To The Bottom Of The Ego

There is a mystical place in me
Something well hidden like that
An unexplored planet
A lost horizon
 
I entered the virgin forest
Like a native Zumbi
I dove deep into the ocean
As a Jacques Cousteau I left
 
Inexperienced explorer
First time sailor
I boarded open-breasted
Taking only the courage
 
Courage to fight
Face to face I with me
As one fights a brother
In the enemy army
Courage to face
Face to face me in the mirror
As one finds a brother
That denies you advice
 
Almost at the end of the road
A voice came to tell me
If you want to push on, beware
You will not like what you see
 
And the way back was hard
I returned empty-handed
In this ego trip of mine
I was not David nor was I Goliath
 
Inexperienced explorer
Traveler without luggage
I lost everything I had
And what I had was just the courage
 
Courage to fight
Face to face I with me
As one fights a brother
In the enemy army
Courage to face
Face to face me in the mirror
As one finds a brother
That denies you advice
 

Tomorrow has been cancelled

1
listen to the birds
breathe in and breathe out
feel the wind in your hair
and look over the land
 
every word you wanted to say
every road you wanted to take
today is not too early
and yesterday is gone
there is only now
because tomorrow has been cancelled
 
2
control is a phantom
the compass an illusion
time stands still for good
no plan and no vision
 
every dream that you still have
everyone that you do love
today is not too early
and yesterday is gone
there is only now
because tomorrow has been cancelled
 
3
don’t believe everything they say
when they run, stand still
we are made of stars and love
and should the end of the world come
look on with the fool on the hill
i think today is saint neversday
and tomorrow has been cancelled
 

Whistling

He 1 returns home whistling
Along the paving he dances with light steps
Could life, after all, be
This easy and without worry
Just an ongoing feast and so on
Little by little, the pieces fall into place
 
He stops at the street corner
And lifts his sight
Smiles by himself
Shrugs his shoulders
Leaves everything behind
All that is in the past
All that is in the past
 
He arrives home whistling
He barely notices the passers-by
Hums to himself
He has come to a conclusion
He leaves behind that horrible mess
He leaves behind that human wreck
That he had been
 
He stops at the street corner
And lifts his sight
Smiles by himself
Looks behind
For the last time
Leaves behind
All that is in the past
 
He returns home whistling
He returns home
 

• 1. Might as well be she, as Finnish language makes no difference