The unpleasant uprising of a fettered heart

But from now on-

if possible-

you would rather

choose not to

dream about

anything at all.

For why on earth

would you ever 

want to know

whatever it might

be that you can't

even dare to want.

The one with a best dream

Prepare yourself dreamer, not even your dreams are unbreakable here.

(The hurt)

We took a rubber and erased it yet we still remember

(the hurt)
.

The missing piece

In the end there's always a folder full of pictures 

you are never going to open ever again. 

Songs that slowly vanish into daily routine 

with words that have lost track of who 

they're written for. Dreams resting under 

the carpet but at least no longer aching to 

become reality. 

And you know, there always is a past, 

we chose to burn down to the ground. 

And so is a future, 

in which a past like that

never even did exist.