inspired by airplanes and pictures and musicians… (untitled)

 

now you’re gone

sitting on that plane

you simply said: we’re done

and that our love was just a game

I see the airplane in the sky

you left without one last goodbye

now I’m all alone

looking at the stars above

my cold heart turns into stone

a void is all that’s left of what once felt like love

 

 

and there’s an other one:

 

when I see airplanes in the sky,

I always wonder where they are going

and as I sit on the porch

I see the flickering lights in the night sky

what are you leaving

and will you be back?

what is your story

and where leads your track?

 

when I see airplanes in the sky,

I always wonder where they are going

and as I sit on the porch,

I know you are on the run

are you looking for freedom,

from me, from life

from what we’ve become?

 

I know, now you are leaving

you’re never coming back

it’s like you’ve been stealing

my heart – adding another crack

 

 

(and now I really need to get my four hours of sleep)

song for the one

song for the one (written by CT/ micqu)

 

I wrote this song for you

the one who sees into my soul

the one who soothes my heart with words

the one who shares his passions with me

the one who runs his fingers through my thoughts

the one who makes me certain about who I am and who I want to be

the one who shares my dreams

the one who makes me feel

not walking towards my own grave

but helping me to be brave

take me into your heart

take me into your heart (written by CT/ micqu)

 

it’s cold without you by my side

be my warming blanket

chase the cold from my bones

cover me with your heating skin

take me into your heart

 

let your scent soothe me and make me moan

let me breathe against your neck

let your fingers slide and explore

take me into your heart

 

chase the sun with me

waste nights away with me

make me feel  you

cover me with your passionate love

take me into your heart

 

let us become one

let us share our breaths

let us burn together in ecstasy

take me into your heart

see into my soul

see into my soul (written by CT/micqu)

 

enthrall me with your words

wrap me in your love

change my heart

trace my soul

and see into my soul

 

put me under your spell

make me breathe your scent

change my soul

trace my soul

and see into my heart

 

chase the future with me

get lost in lust and passion

change my stars

trace my scars

and I’ll let you into my heart

how to mend a broken heart

 

How to mend a broken heart (written by micqu/ CT)

 

Listening to your even breath

peaceful as it is

not revealing the tormented soul

underneath

 

if I could

I would

but tell me, how can I mend

your broken heart?

 

Your whispers sound like cries

searching for and exit

speaking of unseen hurt and a lost

love

 

if I could

I would

but tell me, how can I mend

your broken heart?

 

If I could

I would take your pain away

if I could I would make you mine to stay

 

through your tears

I recognize you

for years I waited for you

to hold you close

 

and if I could

I would

and now I know how to mend

your broken heart!

 

 

(this will at some point be included in my story for Darragh and Callum)

runaway

runaway (written by me micqu/CT)

 

I’m running away from myself

as fast as I can

but I can never hide

 

somewhere someone is thinking about you, you said

somewhere someone is dreaming about you, you said

but it doesn’t help

I’m still on the run

 

and as I fall into oblivion

my own worst enemy chases me down

catching me, she smiles at me through the mirror

I am nothing with you

I am nothing without you

 

you can’t run away from me

but in the end we all die alone

I have never met you, but I want you

I have never met you, but I want you (written by CT/micqu)

 

 

you left me breathless

you left me restless

I have never met you, but I want to

 

you are not messing with my head

dusting away the cobwebs instead

I have never met you, but I want to

 

you kept me longing for summer days

pain and hurt sweeping by in a haze

I have never met you, but I want to

 

you make me feel like a rose in bloom

like I am the most beautiful one in the room

I have never met you, but I want to

 

I have never met you, but I want to

soulmate

I have never met you, but I want you

What I want!

I want to be somebody

because I was always overlooked before

I want to be somebody

so bad – that it makes me scream

 

I want to feel something

because I feel so hollow

I want to feel something

before my story ends

 

I want to be somewhere

where I find myself

I want to be somewhere

somewhere safe – to put my memories on a shelf

 

I want to love someone

who loves me in return

I want to be someone

someone who you can believe in

 

I want to be madly and passionately in love. I want to be less sad. I want to be an optimist. I want to think less. I want a man who cares about me. I want my writing to be famous (at least the powerful one). I want someone famous to read one of my songs/poems and use them. I want to be seen. I want to stay hidden. I want to be free. I want to be alone. I want to never be alone. I want to turn back time. I want to travel in time. I want to undo situations. I want to redo situations. I want to be young. I want to be old. I want to be beautiful. I want people to take me seriously. I want to be somewhere else. I want to vanish. I want to waste my time. I want to daydream. I want a future. I want to be freed of the past. I want to trust you. I want you to trust me too. I want to laugh with you. I want to make you laugh. I want you to make me laugh. I want to cry. I want to cry with you. I want you to make me cry. I want to be merciful. I want to be special. I want to be inspired. I want to be inspiring. I want to be at peace. I want to stay melancholic. I want you to recognize me. I want to be talented. I don’t want to hide. I want to stay compassionate. I want to stay confused and amazed about the world and people. I want to keep contradicting myself. I want to live. I want to be me. I want to know me. I want you to know me. I want to be interested. I want to be interesting. I want to find me. I want to step into the light. I want to stay in my darkness. I want to go out of my mind. I want to stay who I am. I want…

 

with a few lines of want I revealed myself… I am not complicated at all.

GO SEE MAXIMILIAN HECKER & FELIX RÄUBER!! NOW!!!

(Sorry that I shouted at you)

I have NEVER been at a concert like this. I am mind-blown. It’s… I can’t find words for all the emotions that are flooding my system.

Okay. The location. It was a bar. plain and simple. a stage was build with Maximilian’s piano and Felix’s guitars at the far end.

we come in twenty minutes before the show was set to start. we sit at a table and I look to my left and there is Felix. what a gorgeous man. he was eating a meal, enjoying a glass of wine. I knew who he was, but I was too shy to talk to him. (later I wasn’t shy anymore… and no, I didn’t drink 🙂  )

the bar fills slowly, very slowly until there are +/- 40 people (later we counted how many we were). 30minutes after schedule, Felix and Maximilian walk through the ‘crowd’ and on to the stage.

from where I sat, I couldn’t see Maximilian, but hearing was enough to touch me. BUT Felix… wow, he really threw me of my chair. he has such a range of voice and he is such a small man. where does he get his voice from? I fell in love today…

the music was perfect. emotional. the location was intimate. the audience was reserved.

mid-concert Felix left the stage for Maximilian to take over himself. he sang one song and another one and at the third he messed up. he stopped playing, stopped singing and since I didn’t see him, I could only hear his heavy breathing. It was as if he was crying. I would have loved to jump up and take him in my arms. tell him that everything was alright. he tried again and again until he finally stumbled through the song.

after that, he got up and read a chapter of his book ‘the rise and fall of Maximilian Hecker’ and you could see tension slip from his body again. he seems so shy and unsure for someone who does this for almost 15years.

Felix rejoins Maxi on stage again. he comes into the bar and he sings, without a microphone, he sings while walking ‘through the crowd’ (past the people sitting, watching and waiting) it was amazing. then he sings a song that was originally meant for Robbie Williams, who didn’t like the song. It was way too complicated for Robbie to sing anyway 😉 . I can tell you that. and it was perfect for Felix.

another 3 songs and it’s already the end. they play 3 encores and after that, Felix leaves the stage to set up a merch stand, Maximilian sings the song he messed up earlier again. he seems to be a perfectionist.

the lights come on and Maximilian runs out of the bar. he runs and doesn’t come back for 15min, while Felix is selling Maxi’s CDs, book, vinyls… it was strange.

We walk up to Felix too, my friend to buy a CD and I to get my ticket signed. (Felix signed with a dedication *swoon*) we talked a little (yes, me and my friend, we were the last ones in line) about languages and music and I asked him if he had a professional vocal training, which he denied. and he asks if I thought that because he sounds like and angel. (yes he does, but he must get that a lot) but it was more the range he has, from deep to very high, almost opera that was inspiring. he laughed shyly and thanked me.

next, we went to Maximilian to get our things signed. I said to him that he played a real good concert even with the slip-ups. he looks me straight in the eye and starts to stammer. what slip-up did you mean? the big one or the smaller ones. I said the big one, the smaller ones we could simply forget. I told him that I didn’t see him from where I sat and that it sounded like he was crying and the moment it left my mouth I cursed myself. but he still talked and I couldn’t tell if he was joking or not. it was really awkward. a real foot-in-mouth moment. It reminded me that I better keep my mouth shut when nervous… Did I really just tell Maximilian Hecker, that I think he is a crybaby?! NOOOOOO!! that wasn’t my intention.

my friend made fun of me, that I broke poor Maximilian Hecker. I was joking. wasn’t he? insecurities? where are you tonight? oh- there you are! I missed you! NOT!

at home I started my laptop and went to twitter. I follow him, he follows me too, he follows most of his followers. I send him a DM, apologizing and reassuring him, that it was a very very good gig. 5min later I have a reply: thank you so much for your kind words. love, Maximilian
(loose translation)

now, I can sleep in peace. If he is really that shy and insecure, than I made his day. I am sure of that. he plays a not-so-great concert, with 36 people (we counted them) and I slap him like that. I am a bad person. at least he accepted my apologies. I can’t believe that I said that to him. You sounded like you were crying… please earth, swallow me whole. or turn back time so that I can undo that moment.

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I am SORRY Maximilian. (and if you ever come across this post, please let me know… there are many ways to contact me, some of them are listed at the ‘about’ page and the other possibility would be facebook. (provided you still have our messages)

go see those gifted men. they are passionate, they are fun and they know what they do. WOW! 🙂

good night and read you later

give me your hand

give me your hand (written by micqu)

 

give me your hand

give me your hand

and I’ll catch you when you fall

 

I’ll never let you down

I’ll never run from you

I’ll never give up on you

 

give me your hand

give me your hand

and I’ll protect you from your demons

 

I’ll never let them in

I’ll never make you cry

I’ll never let go of your hand

 

give me your hand

give me your hand

and I’ll stay at your side

gone

gone (written by micqu)

 

why can’t you come back?

you left me in a dark hole

scars haven’t closed the wounds and hurt you left behind

there is no peace yet

I know, time will heal my sorrow

 

but for now, you’re gone

gone

gone

 

the pain lingers

I need you

I’m useless without you

come back?

 

I tried to survive

and I tried

and I tried

and I failed

What right do I have? (song/poem)

What right do I have?  (written by micqu)

 

I’ve got no right to be here

there were times I was alright

and there were times I was a mess

and now the fog clouding my thoughts won’t clear

 

all those questions

and not one single answer

 

I’ve got no right to feel this way

there were times life was worse

and there were times life was sublime

and now the fog clouding my thoughts makes me sway

 

all those questions

and not one single answer

 

I’ve got no right to bottle this up

there were times I was happy

and there were times I was sad

and now the fog clouding my thoughts won’t let me cope

 

all those questions

and not one single answer

 

I’ve got no right to cry

there were times people died

there were times children were born

and now the fog clouding my thoughts makes me want to hide.

 

Why?

song for my dad

song for my dad (written by CT)

you are so close but too far

you are always on my mind

you are a part of me

and I am a part of you

same blood, same flesh

very different people

you are so close, yet too far

you’re like a stranger from another star

this song is for you – dad

I missed you so many times

now I know that there is no room

for me, in your life

there’s no place for me

I am a part of you

you are a part of me

same blood, same flesh

too different to hold on to this pain

Killer

Killer

 

she walked into the Café with

a tear in her eye but

a smile on her lips

the waiter poured some coffee

and she looked over at me

 

he sat there

reading a magazine

looking effeminate

he ordered some coffee

and he looked over at me

 

I am not from Mars

I am not special

I am not beautiful

I am not merciful

you don’t need to pity me

you don’t need to look at me

 

she stared at the lipstick marks

on her coffee-cup

and thought about a song

the waiter handed her the bill

she paid, left and took a pill

 

he stared at the lipstick marks

on her coffee-cup

and he thought about a pick-up line

the waiter handed him the bill

he paid, left and realized it was

time to kill

 

I am not from here

I am not living in fear

I am the one who ends your life

No need to worry, I will be quick

I don’t pity you

 

Look at me!

I am the last face you’ll ever see

 

I am your killer

angel of a human kind

Angel of a human kind (written by CT)

 

flying high in the sky

with your wings spread wide

 

feeling free like a bird

in the wind

 

nothing to put you

in chains

 

different breeds

are flying with you

 

the higher you fly

the lighter you feel

 

your mind escapes

your body

 

for the first time in a long, long time you feel real inner peace

 

you wish to never go back

never put your feet

back on the ground

 

and you stay

 

you fly with your wings spread wide

 

peaceful and serene