But did you ever see me? Me, absolutely?

Where `d you wanna go to with nothing beside you but webbings and curfews and rain?
And everything that hurts you is locked up inside you, like butterflies with wings,
and other perfect things..
You`re better than the world – seperate and fall into me
But did you ever see me? Me, absolutely? Me, but all you, but still me?
Time expands and then contracts when you are spinning in the grip of someone who is not an ordinary girl
I never came around, I took almost everything from him,
I had something breakable just under my skin
If you could give all your love to me, you could justify yourself
But you`re a pill to ease the pain of all the stupid things I do
I`m an anchor on the line of a clock that tells the time that is running out on you
Did it make it any easier to leave me where I stand?
I guess there might not be too many who would stand beside you now
Where`d you come from? Where am I going?
Why `d you leave me untill I`m only good for……..
Suck my blood, break my nerve – I will not be an enemy of anything, I`ll only stand here
All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming
We leave just before it`s gone – could you tell me the things you remember about me,
and have you seen ME lately?
I`m a victim of my own responses, shackled to a heart that wants to settle
and then runs away – it`s a sin to be fading endlessly.
Keep some sorrow in your heart and mind, for the things that die before their time
Round here I`m slipping through your hands
There`s a skeleton in every man`s house beneath the dust and love that hangs on everybody
There`s a dead man trying to get out, please help me stay awake, I`m falling…
It does not bother me to say this isn`t love, because if you don`t want to talk about it
then it isn`t love – and I can always change my name, if that`s what you mean.
But I`m not going to break, I`m not going to bend, and I`m not going to worry about it anymore
 I begin to fade away, it`s chasing you away ; I disappear and o lord, you`re not ready for this sort of thing………..

Over Rebekka Eliza Dorothea Nirel Engels

Disillusioned words like bullets bark....Dat zijn woorden vol desillusie die blaffen als honden, als kogels. De klanken versterken de woorden. Wanneer blaffen de gedesillusioneerde woorden als blaffende kogels? Dat doen ze als menselijke goden hun doel najagen...( Bob Dylan begrijpt mij wel✌️)
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