Among the tribe

Gathering her worried hands on her gown
Her eyes dropped once in the middle of the crowd
Their rage filled eyes greedily devouring the last of her hopes
Their fancy dresses and bobbing heads made her feel quite peasant

Shaken-fisted men shouting with shook heads
In the silence created by the glaring good women
Their arms crossed rolling their eyes towards the cross
Ignoring the one being crucified by their cruel sight and condemnation

A young girl danced before the crowd
To some silly song she had in her head
Claiming instead she was ensorceled by the hag
They all laughed and roared in some embracing ecstasy

The hammer fell against the table
The sacrificial ceremony had officially begun
A witch on a stake her eyes now closing so tight
Only to open again among the wood and all her lost friends tonight

How to say "I love you" in German.

I love you but not in the way you think I do. It is like a hug shared between two people who were caught up in a terrible war and they were so happy the other was still alive. 'Cause it's the kind of hug that even if no one else realizes there is a war going on.

A Broken Frame

When we could see the end crashing near
You used to say
The future made you jealous
This world might replace us
But I never could

You paint such pretty pictures
Didn't you realize
It was just me and you in them
You might have found the exit
But I am still stuck in them

This illusion remains
It won't fade away
Within mirror neurons
Confidence becomes a con
That I no longer want

A silver cross, a golden rose
Never meant to be that close
Magic practiced in reverse
Broken strings of a curse
I wish you free and also wish that for me

When we ruled the world

Last holiday
The streets were so empty
It was just me and you
Feeling like children skipping school
In that world
We ruled!

Our kingdom
Under those glowing stars
Of the movie screen
And those times it feels and seems
Like we're starring
In our own movie scenes

Whispering secrets
Laughing at others
"Don't look right away"
We stood in line at the cafe
I wish things
Could always be this way...