Asleep

The wolf needs to sleep,

needs to sleep beside all these sheep

And it's not a coincidence that he's sleeping above the sheep, because the lambs are simply to deep

Althrough they are interwoven

But Never one

And Today I again saw Cohen

And the wolve needs to listen to his song

And the lamb needs to listen to This song

And He told me to Spread

and the stranger said

"Do make food at home"

Maybe for the wolf, as the Lamb was shown

And it is late and I Break Bread

There they go to live ahead

Or to live true ahead

And they Break bread

And it causes cannon shots

in the piano slots

Or outpourings of love in melodies

failed propabilities

There they go now

Somehow they put themselves back together somehow

They are birds of remerse

the Universe in one Verse

They are like fear,

undone,

As there Never was one

But if they weren't there

I wouldn't dare

And if they werent there as such

I wouldnt even dare to long to be so much