Nach - Denker

Eine kleine Auswahl meiner Liedtexte. 

Jeden Morgen eine neue Welt

In der Zeit, während am Tag
geringer Luftstoß wenig ändern mag
doch nachts wenn der Kirchturm bellt
Jeden Morgen eine neue Welt

In den Wald reingelaufen einst
dachte ich, ich werde mit ihm eins
doch wer weiß, wo der Weg hinfällt
wenn jeden Morgen eine neue Welt

Wo ich gestern noch stand
keine Spuren mehr im Sand
Mein Fußstapf keine Nacht hält
wenn jeden Morgen eine neue Welt

Wie ich gestern flussabwärts schwamm
kam ich heute unten an
unten am Ufer ich schlag auf mein Zelt
und jeden Morgen eine neue Welt

© 2013, Jan Ole Peters

Churches

Comrade say, how did we get here?
go knock on that door
we just need a bed for one night
we just need a place to hide

Because the city walls
they no longer
keep us save and warm
we need certainty
now
before we fall

These times change, they change so fast
there is only one solution
we need to crawl into this institution
that has been a moral anchor for many years
they know what's right
they know what's wrong
where we belong

Because the city walls
they no longer
keep us save and warm
we need certainty
now
before we fall

Burn the witch 
go burn the witch

Because the city walls
they no longer
keep us save and warm
we need certainty
now
before we fall

 © 2018, Jan Ole Peters

End of the World

Wasting days to find out who you want to be
and how you can break free
from all this misery

Lost in loops, sinking in quicksand, trying to keep up
with the speed they await
it goes faster every day

And table´s turn, crash and burn
but in the end, it stays the same
it stays the same awkward lame game

Standing at the end of the world
expecting nothing

Faking smiles, dictating trials, they're so messed up
in their mansions protect by dogs
playing god, creating luck

Money burns your soul out and they don't even care
still they are aware
that this game is not fair

And table´s turn, crash and burn
but in the end, it stays the same
it stays the same awkward lame game

Standing at the end of the world
expecting nothing

© 2018, Jan Ole Peters

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