True Love

What is true love?
From heaven above?
Can I find it in the streets?
Is this what she needs?

Can I find it in the water?
Will it be around the quarter?
Is it lying in a grave?
Is it riding any wave?

What do you believe?
Do you hope or do you grieve?
Can you see it in the sky?
Or is it just too shy?


*Written and drawn myself




Lichter fluten diesen Raum,
lebst du noch in deinem Traum?
Schläfst du abends, denkst du kaum
an den Mann mit *Samt und Saum?

Treib dich niemals rund herum.
Nimmst du mir dies heute krumm?
Bringst du dich im Jenseits um,
bist du ohne mich so dumm?


Only Time

you do not de and serve me
not my face and not my knee
you do not understand me
I am more than just a flea

you see my eyes and not my mind
you are still running and blind
you’re not my friend, a Feind
you’re rude, you’re damned, unkind

what’s in my head, a brain
and in your head’s a chain
I also love and Bane
and not just bats on batman lane

I am not insane