Not obvious

No darkness is so dark

Don’t you know that a tragedy

Only brings back reality,

When you dream too much.

Don’t you know that the ones who love

Put their honesty way above,

When you’re losing touch.

Like the ones who always wear black

And it seems it’s a heart they lack

Are sometimes so neat.

Like the angels who sometimes give

What one never wants to receive,

The healing deceit.

The mass media song

The mass media song

Change this brain a bit,

Tweak that mind a bit,

Building step by step

The web of deceit.

Drive that person mad,

Twist this soul a tad,

Make that lady sad,

Trick this silly lad.

We just play around,

Influence so well,

Until you be ours,

Screw you all to hell.

Don’t ask who we are,

We are just a tool,

Attractive, but cruel,

Oh, you little fool.

In the end

Everything will be alright

Every mountain has its valley,

Every river has its sea,

Fire turns into smoke circles,

That’s the way it’s got to be.

Every sky gets filled with clouds,

Every sea gets hit by storms,

Every book, loved and read,

Eventually gets worn.

After rain the sun comes out,

After illness comes ascent.

Nothing very good or bad,

Has an infinite extent.

Every room you have to leave means

Somewhere else you gotta be.

Sometimes this is hard to notice

Cuz the tears won’t let you see.