Bad fortune
Under the moonlight There you stood Under false pretentions Looking blankly,at my face The slow movements Along the cobbled street I looked in your eyes And was really in love And i cry like some kind of broken toy All the losses,now long gone And i feel like a new born ruler With a golden spoon stuffed in mouth We made a dreamscape Of old songs and words But I did not know How long would it stand I was a loser And you a freebird Caught in an intellectual cage I knew,you would not stay Now the days they pass,like seconds And the paths they never seem to converge All the people now ready to crucify me With bloodlust in their gaze And now i cry like somekind of broken toy Having travelled in some kind of circle And i feel like so far from a paradise In a place i used to call my home