[Verse 1] The sparrows tend to fall asleep The wind doesn't speak to me no more The water that becomes to sea It holds me until I can't breathe at all
I dream of things I've never seen The sunlight doesn't wait for me now My demons, they walk with me They tell me that I let you down
[Chorus] You were just a heartbeat, yet to come alive Just two feet, yet to stand upright Was just three times we cried that night 'Cause it was four months until you arrived And though I'll never be able to describe How you were born with your mother's eyes And how your hands felt when they met mine And how Luke thinks we look alike
[Verse 2] If I'm wed, I'd tell her she's beautiful And that I think she should smile more You'd never know, but she misses you More than anyone she's known And though I'll never get to recognize your voice On the other line when you've grown And made me proud to call you mine I still know you I still know you
[Chorus] You were just a heartbeat, yet to come alive Just two feet, yet to stand upright Was just three times we cried that night 'Cause it was four months until you arrived And though I'll never be able to describe How you were born with your mother's eyes And how your hands felt when they met mine And how Luke thinks we look alike
[Bridge] I'll keep you safe inside my mind As I try to say goodbye There was more than one heart that stopped that night If I'm honest I'll keep you safe inside my mind As I try to say goodbye There was more than one heart that stopped that night If I'm honest
[Chorus] You were just a heartbeat, yet to come alive Just two feet, yet to stand upright Was just three times we cried that night 'Cause it was four months until you arrived And though I'll never be able to describe How you were born with your mother's eyes And how your hands felt when they met mine And how I'll always feel like I still know you I still know you I still know you I still know you
Quelle: Schopenhauer, Die Welt als Wille und Vorstellung, 1819 (mehrfach ergänzt, seit 1844 in zwei Bänden). Zweiter Band. Ergänzungen zum vierten Buch. Kapitel 41. Über den Tod und sein Verhältnis zur Unzerstörbarkeit unsers Wesens an sich
Ferdinand Avenarius
(1856 - 1923), Ferdinand Ernst Albert Avenarius, deutscher freier Schriftsteller und Herausgeber der Zeitschrift »Der Kunstwart« und »Dürerbund«, Stiefneffe Richard Wagners
I'll be seeing you In all the old familiar places That this heart of mine embraces All day and through In that small cafe The park across the way The children's carousel The chestnut trees The wishing well I'll be seeing you In every lovely summer's day In everything that's light and gay I'll always think of you that way I'll find you in the morning sun And when the night is new I'll be looking at the moon But I'll be seeing you I'll be seeing you In every lovely summer's day In everything that's light and gay I'll always think of you that way I'll find you in the morning sun And when the night is new I'll be looking at the moon But I'll be seeing you
Across from behind my window screen Demon is dancing down the scene In a crucial parody Demon is dancing down the scene He is calling and throwing His arms up in the air And no one is there
All of them are missing as the game Comes to a start No one is there
Some are calling, some are sad Some are calling him mad No one is there
Across from behind your window screen Demon is dancing down the scene In a crucial parody Demon is dancing down the scene He is calling and throwing His arms up in the air No one is there
All of them are missing As the game comes to a start No one is there
And no sound has them Declared To be missing To be missing To be missing
He came your way And when he had to go There were roses growing in the snow Silently you'll go to the shadow of your soul And you know that it was like this before we had to go
You will never see these lights Glowing in your nights Until you feel this way
With every moon it is as though you're getting closer to your soul And then you go alone and with no fear Then you will know That it was like this before we had to go And you will find that you were blind Until you saw these lights glowing in your nights
He came your way And when he had to go There were roses growing in the snow Silently you'll go to the shadow of your soul But you know it was like this before we had to go
You will never see these lights Glowing in your nights If you don't know And there are roses growing in the snow