I’m Living On The Edge (for a song to come)

I’m Living On The Edge (for a song to come)

I’m living on the edge it’s like surfing a rag
nobody understand why I’m digging the darkness
and everybody laugh like I’m trying
To let them understand something unknown
That would break the pattern and leave us on a bench
but i am still alive and I count on my fingers
many friends that don’t lie
even for keeping the distance
keeping the distance
keeping the blindness
unfolded

could you tell me a word about the surface
could you dive with my head in a bucket of flowers
could you whisper my ears
with your white voice around
with your thrilling broken voice
with your thrilling broken voice

I’m walking like a cat on the edge of my dreams
I’m trying not to feel so alone I could lose my last breath
cause I’m only trying you know
I’m only pretending
You need me more
Than anything
That you need me more
Than anyone
I’m only trying you know
Don’t shut the door on my face if we could we would laugh
All around and around
We would suddenly make love
In the breaking of sky
In the falling of stars

Oh yeah we would
We would even more
We would
Yeah probably for ever…

Copenhagen, July 7th 2020.