losing on a tuesday
tuesday is my last day. tuesday is the day i die. i am losing on a tuesday filled with purpose for desasters - tell them i am just losing on a tuesday afternoon. i am leaving you my island of dreams. i am leaving the land of the long white clouds. i am leaving new zealand and it will be gone forever. soon i will be gone although i can't imagine leaving. i always joke around but i don't look down cause only you could break my heart, only you could win my dreams back. i take a last look into the sea and to the stars for the very last time... it all looks so familiar. so many faces in the sea, the names already forgotten. so much eternity and infinity in the sky. how can i save my dreams without this incredible nightsky - with the dominating southern cross above my head while i am asleep? i will not go and i will not stay either. i will be kept somewhere inbetween trying to move on and trying to keep my dreams alive. they are my spirit.

i cannot lose them - so don't wake me up. you would brake my spirit.

everything seems to be an awefull mess when it comes to leaving what i just started loving.
i am a sad man in the rain. i am a sad man all alone. i am just losing on a tuesday afternoon.