Our Road

Trippin, Trippin
Tippin Point
Trippin, Trippin
Flipping Coins

Zen Buddist Rapsody in Red and Green
Be the waking of my dream
As soon as Bees are saved
My soul is bare so shaved

Trippin, Trippin
Finding Joint
Trippin, Trippin
Lovers in the Void

This beating belongs to us
Synchronising the waves of lust
Happenings of Joy
Find me without no Toy

Trippin, Trippin
Trippin, Trippin

These should be more than Words
I love to know your worth
For me the end might be
Happy or Never, we‘ll see.

Foto: JB

Oceans of void

Back in space
My head fell out of clouds
Body senseless
Gravity still works

Case and Soul
What the time stole
Want to be whole
Tension and coal
Yet Diamonds

My heart, My guts, My brain
Eaten by emotion
Where is reason
Thought works as an unpleasent ocean

Hang in there
John Grant is singing
The Circle of species
talks like endless ringing

In my head, In my soul, In my intuition
This reason stays to be true
All this because of you
Exist in the city I live in