hey
By colorful grey on November 30, 2014 5:32 am
I'm not entirely sure about where lyrics come from or what they mean most of the time. They're kinda like dreams to me - I "have them" or write them down, but it's only a vague conscious connection.
I'm guessing this one is a little bit about my son who is having some difficulties at home and school, as well as about weeklybeats coming to an end. A weird mixture, but I blame the same (presumably subcortical) instance that remixes our days into dreams.
[HEY]
wohin laufen unsere tage
ich versteh das nicht mehr
hörst du überhaupt wenn ich sage
hey
ich versteh das nicht mehr
und ich rede und rede und rede
ich denke und meditier
aber gut
ist es bloß dann
wenn ich still sein kann (wenn ich still sein kann)
[HEY]
where are our days going
i don't understand this
are you even listening when i say
hey
i don't understand this
and i'm talking and talking and talking
thinking and meditating
but it's only
good
when i can be quiet (when i can be quiet)
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