Aan het laden...Please, introduce yourself to me
You may have heard from others
I’m tough to make dead
though you seem friendly
I am not sure, that must be said.
Will we get along and will you let me go?
Or will parts of you stick to me?
No highs but lows
I have a little heartache from yesterday
tried to stop my way
What are your intentions?
Please let me know now.
Strange new day, your waters seem so harmless
Like innocent, like peaceful, without fuzz
but appearances can deceive
And you did try not to let me leave
I have somewhere else to be, just because…
(refr.)
Still a few nights to sleep
I don’t want to have to stay awake
while I sail through tonight on automatic pilot
There can be rocks under water on which I can break
Please show me your rock’n’roll for both our sakes.
(refr.)
Stefan Pietersen: werd ooit gèboren en daarna steeds wedergeboren en worstelt zich middels liedjes, gedichten, toneelteksten, verhalen en wat niet nog meer; is er eigenlijk nòg meer tussen hemel en diepe depressie?, tot elke dag weer herboren wordt in schoonheid.
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