Who knows how to call
the feeling I have
when thinking of you.
Don't wanna say it, too,
even one would know a name.
If it is what I assume
I recognized it the last time.
Expressed, it will be the end
of all that may come.
But shared as a secret
it would asphyxiate me.
And then should be left
more than gratitude,
more than the words in a poem, no,
more than some scars…
Is it necessary to let you know?
Perhaps you don't want it at all.
I feel so sorry
and now it is too late…
If it is what I assume
I recognized it the last time.
Sometimes I try
to close my eyes
and keep the feeling
I'm telling about, oh.
And then should be left
more than gratitude,
more than the words in a poem, no,
more than some scars…
More than the words in a poem, no,
more than some scars…
I try to preserve the feeling
that comes from deep inside of me
for the future.
When the world around us
begins to change
like we won't the same anymore.
That will happen.
credits
from The Die Is Cast,
released February 2, 2006
Lyrics: Barbara Schwab
German rock band King Kuiper center their songs on big, anthemic chorus and surround them with razor-wire guitar lines. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 14, 2021