Finally, after endless hours of recording, mixing, mastering, re-recording, remixing, remastering…
Feel
When does it start
Or how does it end?
It’s a strange feeling and I can’t
Pretend that I am fine being lost in this mess
That was the river but
This ain’t the sea
Somewhere still you and somewhere still
Me working hard to become what I am
Float down the river like drifting wood
I’d swim to the shore if I only could
Call out your name and take your hand
Find the words that you understand
I went down to the cellar to that no-go door
Without ever even knowing what I’m looking for
Another dummy getting by merrily
With just a little help from psychotherapy
But still I remember what is real
I remember everything
And still it makes me want to feel and feel
And feel and feel
I just don’t know
Which card to play
Feeling I’d lose whichever way
But i don’t want someone forcing my hand
Yet one more sad song
But I’ll make it loud
So will all you people please gather around
And pretend to know what the whole thing is about
Faces are empty and minds are closed
Everybody’s doing what they’re hating most
Let’s go and get married, show a happy happy smile
Maybe make a boring speech and get pissed for a while
Pick the names for our children, get immersed in our work
And let me cover up when you act like a jerk
Speak the word my love and I’ll do as you please
Even wear a stylish evening dress and overknees
But still I remember what is real
I remember everything
And still it makes me want to feel and feel
And feel and feel
Float down the river like drifting wood
I’d swim to the shore if I only could
Or back to the beginning to start over again
Only for the sweetness of being myself
Cause still I remember what is real
I remember everything
And still it makes me want to feel and feel
And feel and feel
And feel
Das Ganze ist noch nicht im Contest… dazu müssten Laura und ich noch ein paar Reviews schreiben; aber es wird dieses Jahr noch dort landen…
Coverfoto mit freundlicher Genehmigung von Stephanie Schuldes.


