Andreas Bielmeier
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© 2021 Andreas Bielmeier
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tredition GmbH, Halenreie 40-44, 22359 Hamburg
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978-3-347-23879-4 |
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978-3-347-23880-0 |
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978-3-347-23881-7 |
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for my best friend, the crazy horse-lady
in eternal love
The world keeps on existing even if I am gone.
lonely boy
He's sitting in the church
praying to God
for a better life
for his mother and his sister.
He's dead inside
most of the times,
crying on his own
lonely nights and lonelier dreams.
It's the end of december,
he awakes,
another year older
just wants somebody to heal him.
Another one in his bed
ghostin´ in his mind
lets him sleep restless,
the fear of being left.
He's not feeling alive,
the fire burns him down,
waiting for love
until the end.
No one dares to ask
cause no one can see.
He´s invisible,
alone.
He showed me the stars
in his darkest nights.
Our clothes beside his bed,
I don't belong here.
We´re dancing to the beat
at summer days,
the pretty boy
my oh my.
Say that you miss me