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Emptiness © Erick Carels / PLAT

I'm sitting in my favorite chair alone,

waiting for you to come home.

But I know that this won't happen,

cause all you left is

emptiness, emptiness, emptiness embracing me.

Everything is quit, the fire's burning, the children are upstairs in bed.

They do quit well at school you know, considering

that you are gone, yes you are gone you are gone

and I know it will be for ever.

My mind is traveling through the night impossible to capture

wrong from right, but suddenly I see your face,I wonder why

it looks so bright, shining so bright, guiding me through this ultimate night.

I remember how you cried

when the verdict was

only five months to go.

But you always were a

fighter and so you made it ten.

But then unfortunately

we had to let you go.

I see you standing in the fire,

smiling at me, waiting to come home.

And I know that this will happen

cause all I'm leaving here is

emptiness, emptiness, emptiness embracing the world.

Finally the drugs are hitting me.

I hesitate but than I see your smile,

telling me that it is o.k.

Emptiness

now is gone, now is gone, now is gone for ever.

All what's left to do now

is wait for the kids,

they drank their coco

without hesitation.



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	Emptiness © Erick Carels / PLAT I'm sitting in my favorite chair alone, waiting for you to come home. But I know that this won't happen, cause all you left is emptiness, emptiness, emptiness embracing me. Everything is quit, the fire's burning, the children are upstairs in bed. They do quit well at school you know, considering that you are gone, yes you are gone you are gone and I know it will be for ever. My mind is traveling through the night impossible to capture wrong from right, but suddenly I see your face,I wonder why it looks so bright, shining so bright, guiding me through this ultimate night. I remember how you cried when the verdict was only five months to go. But you always were a fighter and so you made it ten. But then unfortunately we had to let you go. I see you standing in the fire, smiling at me, waiting to come home. And I know that this will happen cause all I'm leaving here is emptiness, emptiness, emptiness embracing the world. Finally the drugs are hitting me. I hesitate but than I see your smile, telling me that it is o.k. Emptiness now is gone, now is gone, now is gone for ever. All what's left to do now is wait for the kids, they drank their coco without hesitation.
MONDAY MORNING I rise up like a rose Being handed to a soother Straightened back and body Reborn in my rebooter The weekend says hello to my blue tattoo Like a grumpy man who's lost his last tooth Boy it's monday morning The stars don't shine for me And I'd rather be living beneath a Paris bridge than hold on and see My calendar say monday to me Sorry stories seem 'a be the neighbours' issue 'till Black evil breaks your hope, You're back in the treadmill The weekend takes a napp for five days 'n waterbed While I'm working hard, my necks drenched in sweat Life on monday morning is like a bendable biscuit Boy, I'd rather quit the daytime world, be paid in single dimes that fit the vending machine's slit The beginning of the week reminds me of my birth Dreadfully awfull pain I could kill that morning bird I cannot yet think clearly My brain is still a sleep But I can tell I'd rather be counting sheep Down on monday morning I sure ain't feeling up And I'd rather get scrubbed by the beard of chimney sweeper John But my monday morning fever grows strong I ain't rude I ain't rough I can be cheerful And even love And don't you worry 'bout your broken sink I'll come and fix it, don't even want your drink But leave me be on monday morning you see Cause then the monday morning fever rules over me	PARKINGSON AVENUE Saterdaynight at the pub, Parkinson's Avenue, I'm there She called off an hour late, now I''m alone and blue I'm waiting for the morning sun to rise, and for the evening stars to go asleep Isn't there anybody nice and kind to find, to share a crazy night's tattoo? Lullaby of leftovers He's dancing with his lady, they drank too much wine She's chatting with her friend for undefinable time In the reflection of the clock I can see a man taking Notice of the world. Wandering through, wondering too Two eyelids that rise up as he drinks of his tonic A wiser man he is as he puts it back down Seconds are minutes and later on hours Another glance at the waitress as he waits for the dawn Lullaby of leftovers She called off too late, the tonic was sold He uncover his thought through his face to the world They're married a longtime, like the parrots they'd got on honeymoon trip. Limitless care, I'd swear He tightens his bowtie and straightens his back Making a melody to get back on track The first rays of sun light the buttons on his sleeve As noone'd seen him come, no man seen him leave Lullaby of Leftovers Carved in the bar were words to a tune No drunken poet could've written in the new age saloon It says the value of life is an apple of gold not found in another. Ride your ride, enlight your side. They're inside a small box hidden your home And carry the essence of caring for your own It's a song of his mother's mother her dad It used to be sung when the old man was sad. I walk in parades, I sing in a choir My children think I rule a friendship's empire My woman is sweet, My parents love me No computer can count all the people I see There is a saying, lost and unknown It comes from a story of a man so alone Says «take care of yourselves, like a god of his son No matter who's around, you stand on your own» Lullaby of Leftovers Saturdaynight at the pub, Parkinson's Avenue, I'm there She called off an hour late