Nothing is saved for loneliness

Jumping man, sitting girl,
all together in my house.
Playing games, sharing roles:
Cat and mouse;
Master and servant...
Everything counts for happiness
Nothing is saved for loneliness.

Come on and join in!
Sing a new song!
Try to break a rule!
Take our pain away!
Everything counts for happiness
Nothing is saved for loneliness.

Empty smelly wardrobe:
some hidden and catch
no need to match
only some love.
Everything counts for happiness
Nothing is saved for loneliness.

Clean and Neat

where's life meaning?
some may ask
I don't even think about it

I hear that pop star singing
all in his songs seem great and neat
even when the clip shows
fashion sniffing cocaine people


so don't even think for a minute that
my world and life are broken
you are so far away now
that I think you've never spoken
you just mumbled


My life ain't like the pop star's songs
but I feel clean and neat
as one of those fashion people
that have just came out of rehab
I feel life and I grab it
That's why I don't ask
for it's meaning,
like some people
like you.

so don't even think for a second that
my world and life are broken.
You are so far away now,
but you always were,
that I think you've never spoken
nor mumbled.

Innocent Smile

You don't need to feel sorry about my pain.
My mind is focused on me and I know
Life will return to its slow movement again.

You keep that innocent smile on your face,
But my soul has finally grown
to understand that it doesn't show
A single natural expression trace.

You know that loneliness is killing you
and there's no one to help you through.
You think you feel sorry about my pain
But you should save yourself from disgrace.

There was something in you I've always hated
Now I know it was your emptiness.
And if it seemed I would be fated to loneliness
Now you can see my soul is full of faith
more in me than in someone else.

So don't keep that innocent smile on your face,
because my soul has finally grown
to understand why people like you don't show
and leave a single existence trace.

I'll not be around, when you fall.

I'll not be around, when you fall.
In fact, I will only be there
not to assist you.
You'll feel the pain
And what we suffer when no one
Answers to our helping calls.

There we go again
to the same obnoxious act.
You play the victim
and I'll be the good chap.

But why?
I'm not a saint
and I don't even wanna to try.
Not this time!
So fall, cry, faint
and even die!

I won't be nearby
to see your fall,
watch you feeling the pain
and the despair
when no one answers
to our helping calls.

There you go again
to the same filthy scene
You'll play the victim,
but, my darling,
I gave up acting.

NOT ALL MUSIC IS GOOD MUSIC

Please, Mr Bad Musician,
Let me sleep!
I'm so tired and in despair.
Your bad chords cut deep
My head and ears.

Not all music is good music,
so please stay put!
Not everyone should be on a stage
In fact,
some of you should be in a cage.

For fuck sake, Mr No Voice,
Let me rest!
My head and heart are aching.
Please try and give you another choice,
Go back to the dole.
Stay at home and rest!

Not all music is good music,
so please stay put!
Not everyone should be on a stage
In fact,
some of you, fuckers,
should be in a cage.

SHE SEES HER LIFE IN ORANGE

She opens the door smiling
She's honest on her welcoming.

She's not alone,
She's not sad and
She's not even mad.
She just decided her life,
at least tonight,
should be in orange.

All inside is cosy and shining.
Everyone is nice and smilling.

She's not alone,
She's not sad and
She's not even mad.
She just decided her life,
at least tonight,
should be in orange.

She might seem for some,
but she isn't
a happy-go-lucky person.
She just sees her life
in a regular strange orange.

TO C.