I wonder when I stand
There upon the damm
Who I really was
Who I really am

Then I throw myself
Out over the edge
And bounce up and down
Between sky and ground

My life has no bounds
My life is even like a spikeball
I'm not wise enough
I don't know it all

I'm pulled up and I fall
I run against the wall
That's everything I know
That's all

I dreamt I was flying
Somewhere far beyond
The borders of our world
Of which we are so fond

The ground was dark and grey
Two suns shone in the sky
I dove down towards destiny
But destiny was dry

Our world is so flooded
So filled with hate and fear
The dimension which I surfed in
Was forsaken and clear

I dreamt that I was searching
And that I could find it there
The item that I couldn't find
The lost piece of my molten mind

The riddles twist and churn combined
The questions creep and crawl and climb
They stick like glue like soap like foam
And dreadful dead lie in dark tombs

Home, Sweet Home

Isn't it beautiful
The bright red sky
The flaming clouds
That slowly pass by

The ocean the skyline
The fish under the sea
Isn't all this pretty?
Or is that only me

A short poem I wrote a few seconds ago . . .

All hopes that we hoped to reach
Were lost, on that barren beach
The waves rolled in the waves rolled out
A meaning. What was life about . . .

The clouds roll over the clouds roll away
The day turned to night the night turned to day
I sit under palmtreeys swaying
Daydreaming of days without sayings

With soft blue waves to drown away
Rafts to ride on through foreign valleys
Sleeping snoring resting rampaging
Through eras without aging

Food is obscene fatality is scarce
The source for the force we found
Now we wait in caves for decades
Silently, without sound

So many questions
Running through an open mind
Chaotic and clear

Christmas is here
Fear is in the air
Santa Clause is coming
You better be prepared

You can't hide nowhere
He knows if you're scared
He'll strike down upon you
Abuse you to tears

No end to nightmares
Now that the big red is in town
So don't show your anger or hate
Don't you dare frown!

In two days he will leave
All the kids have been deceived
There will be no presents
To nice children in need

The criminals have been freed
The world is chaotic and clear
Now that Christmas has arrived
Now that Christmas is here.