...
the lost things something we lost on a way there and over
we must have known
there is always someone  missing us

I just wanted to find the real life
don´t be angry with me I was dying
now on for the time being
I need some rest
life is empty it doesn´t say a word to me
it bores me , drags me to death , the feeling

the feeling, a lost one I love 
and where are you
where do you live
what do you do
still everyone´s high-spirit-like?
still fun?
and cool?

no it is cold
I have never felt so alone..
so empty so insecure...
 

...so all we do is being unhappy about the things you know
going either way there is the one that always better is
and noone there is
noone exists
and then you recall one of the familiar voices
and there is no need to receive  the message anymore
because we know
we probably always did
and forbid

and forgot

became lost

in the meantime
 looking for it and there was nothing for us to be found
on the ground and it was there and we didn´t see it
I haven´t seen such a beaty
and I haven´t heard such a beautiful  music
I haven´t felt a touch as gentle  as this
I haven´t tasted a mouth like this
but for sure I have
for sure I had
the life has never been empty