Old Oak Standing

There’s an old oak standing, it’s a good old tree, he once crossed the rivers and the seven seas of love. When he tells the stories of his younger days, oh his bark gets wrinkly, engraves a smiling trace of love. And the leaves fall to the ground and we all sing to the sound of love.

In his backyard garden, standing fierce and tall, after all these seasons it’s slowly getting fall, oh love! May the winds be blowing, may the snowflakes come, we all are your children, and I am all your son of love. And the leaves fall to the ground, and we all sing to the sound of love, and the leaves fall into the sky, and we all sing with a sigh.

We all have made mistakes, brought up the silly fakes, oh carry us until your branches break, oh love! These roots you have are real, no space left to conceal, you’re young enough to make us feel, oh, love. And the leaves fall to the ground, and we all sing to the sound of love, and the leaves fall into the sky, and we all sing with a sigh for love, and the leaves fall to the ground, and we all sing to the sound of love, and the leaves fall into the sky, and we all sing with a sigh, oh love! And the leaves fall to the sound of love, and we all sing to the ground.

Sad

We thought that this was forever, that we could conquer the world. We were close to perfection, so close, so close. We thought that we were together, that we could dance like two swirls so full of anticipation, so full, so full. But then it all went somewhere, and then it all went down. I am oh so sorry, I am oh so sad cause we lost everything that we almost had, cause I’m stuck in here while you’re over there. I am oh so sad.

Status is quite irritating back then, again and again. There is no explanation, no more for no one. But then it all went somewhere, and then it all went down. I am oh so sorry, I am oh so sad cause we lost everything that we almost had, cause I’m stuck in here while you’re over there. I am oh so sad.

Damn

He folds his pants and all his shirts with some things but it still hurts, and after all he puts them back in a bag he bought across the street when he already knew. He gets the books that he once bought for writing in the things he thought, so honestly and puts them back in a bag he bought across the street when he knew that was it. And he goes like: Damn! Is this really enough? Damn! Does the pain begin right now? Haven’t I done everything to be better than most of these clowns?

He takes the lift to the ground, stepping out to get the sound, now on his own he hesitates, left, right, left, he hates to cross that street now he knows that was it. And he goes like: Damn! Is this really enough? Damn! Does the pain begin right now? Haven’t I done everything to be better than most of these clowns?

He folds his pants and all his shirts and some things cause it still hurts after all and puts them back in a bag he got across the street when he already knew. And he goes like: Damn! Is this really enough? Damn! Does the pain begin right now? Haven’t I done everything to be better than most of these clowns?

Crow

You won‘t get me cause I‘m too fast, I have my wings, so long my friend. Don‘t look for me nothing will last and sing my song until the end. Home sweet home, sweet garbage can, supper‘s ready and so am I, I felt alone when all began, I want myself prepare to fly. I‘m a crow, don‘t look for me right now. Somewhere across the whole wide world in a thousand trees, yeah yeah, I‘m a crow, don‘t look for me too long, I‘m proud of flying with the wind, you won‘t find me on my knees.

The world gets small, fades away, round and blue, but anyway. After all, what should i say, I never knew where I should stay. I‘m a crow, don‘t look for me right now. Somewhere across the whole wide world in a thousand trees, yeah yeah, I‘m a crow, don‘t look for me too long, I‘m proud of flying with the wind, you won‘t find me on my knees.

Forwards, backwards, up and down, free as a bird in golden cage, forewards, backwards, up and down, I don‘t need more than living wage. I‘m a crow, don‘t look for me right now. Somewhere across the whole wide world in a thousand trees, yeah yeah, I‘m a crow, don‘t look for me too long, I‘m proud of flying with the wind, you won‘t find me on my knees.