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Hab mal wieder ein bißchen was geschrieben und versuche den Text nochmal etwas zu überarbeiten. Bin für jegliche Form von Verbesserung, Kritik oder Meinung sehr dankbar.
Ein konkrete Idee für die Umsetzung existiert schon, ich werde es dann mal aufnehmen und reinstellen, wenns fertig ist - also falls Interesse besteht. Ok, here we go:
Verse 1:
here on a cardboard box
in a bus shelter of the town
i drink my wine and try
to hide my thorn-made crown
Verse 2:
My back hurts, I feel worn out
like a punching bag bought used
that has been hit by heavyweights
and from time to time got abused
Refrain:
This is the art of losing time
it's rushing by, undefined
maybe someday I'll take a ride
and see what heaven has to hide
Verse 3:
my shoes they leave no traces
my eyes don't see the stars
a past left long behind me
I see the future as a farce
Refrain:
This is the art of losing time
it's rushing by, undefined
maybe someday I'll take a ride
and see what heaven has to hide
Verse 4:
forgot the faces of yesterday
forgot the faces I used to know
still wonder how i got right here
time might show me a place to go
Verse 5:
maybe you'll see me tomorrow
you might even see me today
drink myself to sleep now
and push the thoughts away
Refrain:
This is the art of losing time
it's rushing by, undefined
maybe someday I'll take a ride
and see what heaven has to hide
Hab mal wieder ein bißchen was geschrieben und versuche den Text nochmal etwas zu überarbeiten. Bin für jegliche Form von Verbesserung, Kritik oder Meinung sehr dankbar.
Ein konkrete Idee für die Umsetzung existiert schon, ich werde es dann mal aufnehmen und reinstellen, wenns fertig ist - also falls Interesse besteht. Ok, here we go:
Verse 1:
here on a cardboard box
in a bus shelter of the town
i drink my wine and try
to hide my thorn-made crown
Verse 2:
My back hurts, I feel worn out
like a punching bag bought used
that has been hit by heavyweights
and from time to time got abused
Refrain:
This is the art of losing time
it's rushing by, undefined
maybe someday I'll take a ride
and see what heaven has to hide
Verse 3:
my shoes they leave no traces
my eyes don't see the stars
a past left long behind me
I see the future as a farce
Refrain:
This is the art of losing time
it's rushing by, undefined
maybe someday I'll take a ride
and see what heaven has to hide
Verse 4:
forgot the faces of yesterday
forgot the faces I used to know
still wonder how i got right here
time might show me a place to go
Verse 5:
maybe you'll see me tomorrow
you might even see me today
drink myself to sleep now
and push the thoughts away
Refrain:
This is the art of losing time
it's rushing by, undefined
maybe someday I'll take a ride
and see what heaven has to hide
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