„You need to live again“

Sometimes all you can do is sit and watch the rain,
running down your face again.
Held back tears,
future signed fears,
when no one’s near there is.
So much you would love to say,
but you keep the silence anyway.

Sometimes all you can do is wait and listen to the thunder,
emotions crawling deep down under.
Moving on,
step by step,
caring for the new born lack.
So much I would love to say,
but I keep my distance anyway.

Sometimes all you can do is hoping for the storm to pass,
feeling individual like the mass.
Holding on to hope,
climbing up the other rope.
So much we would love to say,
but we keep our distance anyway.

You need to travel to arrive.
You need to be dead to feel alive.
You need to be sad to feel the luck.
You need to be free to know you’re stuck.
You need to live again.
Without compromises without a when.
Cause if it is right it would have happened then.

– Nicole Inez

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It’s not the hurt that hurts

Falling into the depth of the places I already know,
years of searching in the wilderness for clearness to show.
It’s not the hurt that hurts,
but it let my heart split,
that it took more than it had to admit.

Take me to the edge you know,
tell me that I’m stronger than mind wind’s blow.
It’s not the hurt that hurts,
but it got me twisted,
to see something over years that never existed.

Burning candles burnt down slow,
love’s fire’s just for heartless, I didn’t know.
It’s not the hurt that hurts,
but it pulled me down,
that you built an ocean just to let me drown.

Dancing shadows guided me wrong,
proved that I was not your favorite song.
It’s not the hurt that hurts,
but my heart got broken,
by left the truth forever be unspoken.

 

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Don’t leave me here so unimpressed

Don’t leave me here so unimpressed,
I want to feel how it is to be obsessed.
But instead I’m waiting, for someone like him,
for something more than touching my skin.
I’m sorry that I don’t feel that way, but I haven’t told you to stay.
Like a worn out daily routine,
like lying against sin.
I’m waiting, searching, bold, living on.

Maybe I’m too cold, but I’ve told you in many ways, that I’m left inside,
that there’s nothing near you I have to hide.
It’s neither my pride, nor my distance inside.
It is not him, it is not you,
it is nobody besides our illusion and that’s the clue.

You can dance for me or you won’t,
it doesn’t matter to me, I won’t get stoned.
You can whisper a thousand words and I won’t dare,
don’t have many emotions with you to share.
So take it or leave it, throw away or archive it.
Go away or beg me to stay.
I don’t care and we are both well aware.

Don’t leave me here so unimpressed,
I want to feel how it is to be obsessed.
I want you to touch my heart, without parting to be apart.
I want you to touch my soul,
I want to believe that without you I am not whole.

Let’s forget about all the waiting,
hunting and dissipating.
I want to believe that there’s only you and me,
that there’s no one else who has to see.
Sehnsucht