Krähenpost
Mittwoch, 4. November 2020

November'ish Feeling

You know this feeling, when the waves of doubt roll endlessly
And fellow humans seem to be bunch of dorks
You know the point when you do see the pure stupidity
Of all the others acting like a horde of orcs

You know when leaves are brown and sun goes down at early noon
And foolish thoughts come out of everybody's head
You know when cows do "Moo!" because they know their time is due
And deep at night there is this knock-knock and it's Death

But there's this tiny little moments in our history
When I believe that everything turns out okay
Because of hormones, sex, TV shows or just fantasy
And I go out and shout at every cloud just "Nay!"
(And I go out and shout at every cloud just "Nay!")

Hey! Hey! Let me say, it is okay, to stay at home and sing the nasty things away!
Hey! Hey! But when you can, go out and shout! Say "Nay!" and make the nasty things to stay away!

You know the point of no return has come too suddenly
And you fall down without a parachute or net
You think of all the spots and places which you ought to see
But missed the chances or just haven't thought of yet

And all at once you notice "Ups, I'm flying, actually!"
And it's the first time, when you seem to be alive
And sure, the ground approaches really fast but all you see
Is that you beat a falcons speed on your last dive

Yeah, there's this tiny little moments in our history
When I believe that everything turns out okay
Because of hormones, sex, TV shows or just fantasy
And I go out and shout at every cloud just "Nay!"
(And I go out and shout at every cloud just "Nay!")

Hey! Hey! Let me say, it is okay, to stay at home and sing the nasty things away!
Hey! Hey! But when you can, go out and shout! Say "Nay!" and make the nasty things to stay away!

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