Thoughts are flowing through our minds
on a daily basis we encounter problems.
All that troubles us in manifold shapes
is crushing our will to live and strive for more.
Yet we fail to see how unimportant we are
how unimportant all we do really is.
We are but a spark in an endless universe
our existence barely a smudge in time.
Here we’re drowning ourselves in depression
for what we yearn for is what we’ll never have.
You are simply not important,
your life has no effect on the vastness around.
You are a dying shadow, a mote of dust.
There is nothing you could ever do
that would make an actual difference.
Don’t even try to be something
because you simply aren’t.
Face the fact that your death
wouldn’t even ripple in the sea of time.
Death would be an alternative
to the futile life you live -
Though a boring one
I assume.

No, this ist not some romantic shizzle whizzle. In fact this might not at all be to your liking. What I want is to talk about death. Why? Because death is everywhere even if it doesn’t really exist. Now one might say how can death not exist if there is life. That is exactly the right question. (weiterlesen …)

Pity to those
who are strong at heart
but weak at mind
because they will get hurt
every time they love.

Pity to those
who are weak at heart
but strong at mind
because they will never find
the love they seek.

Pity to those
who are strong at heart
and strong at mind
because they will love the objection
of love itself.

Envy to those
who are weak at heart
and weak at mind
because their brave souls
will neither suffer
nor dissent.

[...]
Without a soul
my spirit sleeping somewhere cold
until you find it there and lead
it back home

Wake me up inside
Wake me up inside
Call my name and save me from the dark
Bid my blood to run
Before I come undone
Save me from the nothing I’ve become

Now that I know what I’m without
you can’t just leave me
breathe into me and make me real
bring me to life
[...]

(Evanescence – Bring me to life)

In some way live is a journey.
People travel from location to location – from event to event. Without a rest we experience one highlight after another. The funny thing about it is that this life is more passive than everything else I’ve ever seen. People don’t live their own lifes. They consume the highlights of others – they consume the show that’s offered by live itself. People act like tourists of life standing behind fences – looking at sights. Sights which are the the memories and lifes of others.
What wouldn’t I give to break this habit? I don’t want that kind of life. I just want to live for myself.
Quit playing tourist of life. Don’t lean back and enjoy the show. Think your own thoughts. Live your own life.

[...]Memories they keep coming through
The good ones hurt more
Than the bad ones do [...]

(Lyrics by A-Ha – Forever not yours)

This European air,
It always warms my face,
I wish I could buy some.

I will bring you stories,
And bleary eyed photos,
Like a regular tourist.

We don’t go breaking down,
I feel like nothing ever will,
We don’t go breaking down,
I feel like nothing.

Suitcases down our street,
Are rolling once again,
I roll away with them,
Five days inside Zoo York,
To lose myself with friends,
I’m nowhere without you.

We don’t go breaking down,
I feel like nothing ever will,
We don’t go breaking down
(I don’t believe)
I feel like nothing ever will,(we will)
We will never go breaking down,
I feel like nothing.

Just wanna be with you, my baby
[...]

I’m counting up the cost of time,
And will embrace our time away,
We cannot save ourselves alone,
Or rely on a mobile phone.

Just wanna be with you, my baby
[...]

(Lyrics by Athlete – Tourist)