morning news

You sip the morning coffee lines
Politics is poetry; arrogance is in your mind
You know I only recognize
Some names on one side of page 5
Is always numbers, figures, tests, calendars and schedules
All big titles, some are lies, is the thing that sparks your eye
Bluest sign of satisfaction as EU is firstly tracked
Then new info of a conflict never ending in Irak.

Is the world you understand, or maybe I just pretend
That the answers are out there
Wrapped in news that entertain you

Cause everytime you wave at ghosts… checking again
They don’t reply
Look at the enlightened sky
Do you still want to touch the stars?
Would you embrace the sun if it’d be close enough?
And everytime you want to know if certain of your moves was right
Do you always look for answers in the papers at your right?


Half the world reads what they write
Those words had never reached my mind
While most are lost, still think they found
The meaning and the path of life
I would like to fly in space, touch black holes, carve your name in sands of Mars
Take up journeys with closed eyes, open up my lazy mind
I’d like the sea, the waves, the tide to teach me things while fingers play in your hair…
Or with ideas in our minds.

Is every second breath inhaled meant to be a question why?
I’m so disturbed by the wrong signals
Of what I feel and what I want

Cause everytime I wave at ghosts… checking again
They don’t reply
I look at your enlightened sky
Did I forget to dream of stars?
Would I embrace your kiss, if it’d be close enough?
And everytime I hope your charm will grab again my lonely heart
Should I try to find the comfort in the papers that they write?


I would like to hold your hand, look up or down, feel happy, plain or sometimes cry
I’d like to have you in my arms, I’d like that you would love what lies
Between the blue of sea and sky.