and when will we love again? you are still out of reach.

Unser Herz, unser Herz, unser Herz ist unruhig.

seconds away.

life can be intensive and stagnant at the same time
it can become grave from one second to the other
with tears in my eyes
i'll smile myself to sleep

start my travelling now.

i won't fear what tomorrow may take
stay blind to my future and fate
i won't hear what the others may say
let only love lead the way
start my travelling
now.

there's no need to talk because the music is so loud, till the taxi drives her back to a morning full of doubt.

Ich habe endlich wieder einmal Musik gefunden, die genau meines ist. Freude! :)

you're so busy these days.

concrete jungle where dreams are made.

Oh.
Ich fliege nach New York. Ich muss raus aus dieser Stadt. Nur damit alle wissen wo ich bin, falls ich nicht mehr zurück komme.
Das Leben kann manchmal ein bisschen anstrengend sein.

and it's gonna be alright.

cause the music plays forever.
on and on and on and on.

BUT I CAN HEAR YOU LOUDER THAN EVER.

you got me off the sofa, just sprang out of the air
the best things come from nowhere
I can't believe you care

yes I believe you
now

♥

how you choose your words

that's where i judge you darling.

stop talking, stop talking

I need a lover not a friend tonight

I hate them all.

I hate them all
I hate myself for hating them
So I drink some more
I love them all
I drink even more
I hate them even more than I did before
(The Strokes)

Oh it's crazy, I've been here.

I'm inside my head, how do I get out of it?
[Fallulah]

We can't let surroundings grow bigger than us.

I do need you to stay mine.
[Those Dancing Days.]

loneliness is better when you're not alone.

[Hello Saferide.]

Auszug aus "Liebe geht anders" von Katarina Fischer

No wonder I'm scared to look in your eyes

You've turned me away so many times
You can take it away at any given moment
It's hard to believe while you're in this disguise
[La Roux]

draw your fruit.

moving to somewhere.

i put one foot forward and ended up thirty yards back
and am i losing touch or am i just completely off the track
and i don't know why i wanna voice this out loud
it's therapeutic somehow.
[The Wombats]

this is my first wedding.

change the outside if you can't change the inside.

And the weight of our words is what we don’t understand.

So viele Worte, die wir sagen, ohne sie zu meinen. Um aufmerksam zu machen, zu rühren, zu verletzen. Am Ende kommen sie als das an, was sie sind und wie wir sie eigentlich meinten spielt keine Rolle mehr. Der Empfänger empfängt, und zwar so, wie er das eben tut. Wenn die Worte irgendwann außer Kontrolle geraten, wenn sie nur noch Verletzung bedeuten, wünscht man sich, man hätte in manchen Momenten überhaupt keinen Wortschatz mehr. Man fragt sich, warum man überhaupt jemals sprechen gelernt hat. Und doch spricht man. Flüstert. Schreit. Wiederholtermaßen. Zwischendurch versöhnlich, vertraut. Doch letzendlich immer wieder verbaler Krieg. Verletzung. Wie eine Spirale. Es ist immer das Gleiche. Eigentlich kann nur noch mehr kaputt gehen.

And you will push the one that you love out of your life.

i was wearing this dress 'cause i wanted to impress, but i wasn't sure if i looked my best 'cause i was so nervous.

looking for love this time.