Dive

Last night I dreamd

that love has been all over me, here and there,

down and above, everywhere.

I awoke and knew, I’m damned.

And in this moment, I began swingin’

‘cause of some lovely melodie I heard.

A very small but beautiful bird

was sittin’ outside my window and didn’t stop singin’.

Now, I know, life is dirty, life is dust, life isn’t health,

truely, there’s also fun – but only someday.

Most in that life I should pray

that I’ll never lose myself in death.