Sweat

Written by: Moritz Arndt

The mind goes round in circles
Whispering some secret sound
No relief is to be found
No relief is to be found

Loneliness is sweet, sweet pain
Therein bathe the heart
Oh, hopeless lost unfortunate soul
Waiting for another start

Left or right,
Nothing in-between
No struggles in illusions
No stress and no confusions
Nothing in-between
Day or night

Sweat,
Let the juice of life be clean again
Sweat,
Go back to when it all began

JvN 10.12.2009