Tuesday, November 1, 2016

let´s run away(Arbold Melleby, 11.01.16)

a voice
comparable to a good hug
but with a message
like a spit in the face
we all knew
you could never win the race
and hit the charts
instead you were charged
by the local law
and eventually sentenced
not exactly in your plans
but it made the years fly by
and even sooner you were forgotten
until the news of your death
made the local headlines
telling the world
you were really a hell of a guy
stars come
and they go
and you were definitely
one of those
who left
even before
you were forgotten

who the fuck were you
anyway
do we really care
to find out
do your facebook friends
really give a damn
will we ever find out
who the fuck you were
anyway

a restless soul
by all means
we all knew
traveling this earth
like a tick on a well fed goat`s butt
hanging on
as the blind passenger
getting fat on a free ride
hoping to see it all
and I guess you did
but I guess you were just too close
for the worst ones
the ones no one of us
really want to see
it seems like
unfortune came running for you
over and over
again

who the fuck were you
anyway
do we really care
to find out
do your facebook friends
really give a damn
will we ever find out
who the fuck you were
anyway

you´re gone 
and gone forever
the funeral was last week
and I couldn`t make it
like I wish I could
I guess that no one told
when it were
and I could`ve been
there
where it mattered
to soak up the crowd
and their longing
for the one who is gone
and all the ones
longing only
for what he left behind

maybe all you wish for
already belong to someone else
huney, it´s time
to create something totally different
for others to grab
and run away
let´s run away