maybe our love slipped
'cause it was dressed in clothing that didn't really fit
could be it fell down
because it stood on one single leg for too long
or it dropped over 'cause it stood still at all
now our dressing doll
crouched-down & quietly weeping under the window-sill
doesn't dare to rise
& take a peek outside into the open wide
high from our ivory tower that we once made our home
a low-pressure area drifting in (under) our calvaria(s) - out of the overcasted skies
the raindrops shivering meet in a river - then they drip out of our eyes
to build the ditch
all around our home
but at the bottom (did you know?) we call a drawbridge our own
c'mon let's leave behind
our sanity, our minds in a small blue jug of clay
let's go astray in the untouched blooming circles of our hearts
let's step out of our castle in front of the walls - our love awaits us there
we can cut the navel-string to our tower - no more we have to care
let's wake the memory that reminds you & me of the lost chords in our souls
we can spread into each direction we need knowing we won't lose ourselves
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