Car Window

- April 2006

I argued with himself again
(myself again)
for what should go great with misery
for Just like now,
I didn´t match my surroundings; What I saw I did not feel

Wondering the outskirts for hope
(loss)
Hanging my head outside of the car window
As I looked up into the moons eyes
I imagined she were here with me
(the apple of my eye)
(the garden of eve)

Sorting the un-understood.
Deep darkness snuck up
but I would continue moving...
...for belief ; of what deceased ; you´ve been deceived

Told an unforgiven joke
What did they gain from that anyways?

It went suddenly short of noise -
from the intense light
I realized
I was driving somewhere
but you were steering

goes to show: you are everywhere you don´t want to be
...like in my mind