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silence is all


we're rolling in the hay
I know she's far away
her eyes aren't looking
where she is sleeping

we're planning way ahead
so much was learned or read
though what we are sowing
we won't be reaping

senses unfelt
thoughts unthought
where she rests

talents unused
deeds undone
when she acts

she's gliding through my world
her moves make the air swirl
the words I am hearing
remain unspoken

she whispers in my ear
I know that she's not here
the heart I heard beating
long since was broken

footpaths untouched
landscapes unseen
where she walks

wisdom unheard
silence is all
when she talks

I'm the best


maybe I'm not the brightest
lamp-post in the street
maybe I'm not the strongest
in the fitness scene
maybe I'm not the cutest
man you've ever seen

maybe I could try harder
so I would make a buck
maybe employers tend to
giving me the chuck
maybe I could do better
with a bit of luck

but
I'm the best
I'm the best
I'm the best
for you

yeah
I'm the best
I'm the best
I'm the best
for you

Crownie

There are more songs dealing with the current Covid-19 pandemic than you would care for. Nonetheless I wrote my own ;-) I imagine "Crownie" as a cute and lively girl that you could easily fall in love with - if she wasn't such a mean bitch. I invented her German counterpart "Krönchen" and little stories to distract my wife from her dark and gloomy thoughts. Eventually I wrote lyrics to match my latest backing track:


Crownie loves to party
Crownie loves to roll
but those who get too close to her
may have to pay a toll
Crownie is a mean one
Crownie can be cruel
better to leave her alone
if you are not a fool
'cause Crownie is a bitch
she knows no decency
Crownie is the queen
of her own weird scene

Crownie likes to travel
Crownie loves to roam
there's no place in all the world
she doesn't feel at home
she's got many enemies
she does need no friends
she doesn't mind to hurt you
or kill you in the end
'cause Crownie is a bitch
she knows no decency
Crownie is the queen
of her own weird scene

many try to fight her
others just give in
some who're wearing face masks
hope they can't be seen
or they wash their hands
though Crownie's in the air
Crownie's all around
and she's not fighting fair
'cause Crownie is a bitch
she knows no decency
Crownie is the queen
of her own weird scene


You find the song on my SoundClick pages:
Crownie

rewrite - burning in the cold

I rewrote "burning in the cold" to match a backingtrack. In the end I didn't use the lyrics at all but wrote new ones instead. The resulting song is called "Crownie" (see the next entry).

with cold, piercing eyes
you're looking right through me
making out my weak spots
my insecurities
you give me no warmth
I shiver when you're close
no hope for some patience
you keep me exposed
I still don't understand
how I could fall in love with you
now I'm burning in the cold
burning in the cold

you give me no hope
you've made your point quite clear
when I lay bare my feelings
all I get is your sneer
you give me no warmth
I shiver when you're close
no hope for some patience
you keep me exposed
I still don't understand
how I could fall in love with you
now I'm burning in the cold
burning in the cold

the night we spent together
will remain with me
the night I fell in love with you
- a special memory
but you've become so cold
I shiver when you're close
no hope for some patience
you keep me exposed
I still don't understand
how I could fall in love with you
now I'm burning in the cold
burning in the cold