Future Food

The seeds of my fear became a field of future food,
what I was afraid of is now the only thing that will keep me moving.
The voices and tunes in the ground climb their way up to be blown away with the wind, it sings; don't make a sound.

Don't make a sound.

This is how

This is how your shirt became my dress
and
This is how your absense became my fulltime job

Green grass

I never thought I would come back to this place.

I wish I was older, so I could just leave.

Does he know I am not staying anymore?

I hope I can make her understand why we have to go.

I want to stay here.

Please take me with you.

We can only understand what we are shown

And therefore I say nothing but see everything.

Oud-West, Thuis Best

I drop myself off before I go to sleep hoping you will drive back to bring me home.

City boy

"A forrest, a tree, it is basically the same to me."

Symphony No. 7

I listened to Symphony No. 7 and I watched you running from the hills, through the fields.
You stopped in front of me. Looked up.
And ran back.