On skin

Do I trust, it´s not the question
but Do I dare to trust
If I let you come to the skin of my soul
will you stay here?

Will you keep your promises, it´s not the question
but How long will you stand still?

From too close you can get only further

Right when the trust borns
it has to be choked alive

Down, down

Like a jollyboat on a misty sea
I drift without touching anyone
And no one knows my predicament

I need help

Quietly I go
pass other people
They don´t see where I´m going to
Vortexes attract me

And they´ll take me down, down

I´ll soon be out of sight
My audience watch me as I go, nodding
yet they don´t notice
that I have no way of turning back

Yell for death

Most of people want to be free
but I want to be chained
That someone would hold me
even when I glide away
would stop my voyage and
slide me out of danger

Would give me power and means
to get where I was

I have no surface to hold on to
so you´ll need lots of will to stop me

That someone would grab my hand
even when my lips yell for death
and I want to let go