Let it all Fall Apart

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I Don’t Fit In

I don’t understand the world around me
I don’t know where I’m at or where I’m supposed to be
I never felt really connected
I always feel so unprotected
I wish I could grasp the purpose of everything
It is so stressful all this thinking, it is confusing
How do I get through my life?
If I’m not this or that, then who am I?
I have never felt like I fit in
I feel like an alien with nothing to bring in
I’m making myself appear normal but I don’t care
I’m wand’ring through the crowd but I don’t really want to be there
What the hell is going on here?
It’s like I live in a perpetual comedy
I long for truth, can you tell me what is real here
Or is there really something wrong with me?
Is there really something wrong with me?
Is there really something wrong?
you have to make the most of it, that’s what they say
but I don’t know how to do it, don’t know the way
how others perceive the world I don’t know
I try to walk without leaving a trace in the snow
I have never felt like I fit in
I feel like an alien with nothing to bring in
I’m making myself appear normal but I don’t care
I’m wand’ring through the crowd but I don’t really want to be there

Nothing Special

Oh this very simple message
Is the most familiar
the most ordinary knowing
but so easily overlooked
we’re so used to complicate things
that it ca(aa)n seem so difficult
to hear this and
to know this
simple pointing to the truth
cos we look for something extra
and we look for something out there in the future
as if we need to fix something
as if we really miss a wing
but its very very simple
and its very very ordinary
and it’s very very natural
no it’s nothing special
And all the things that we’ve picked up
before perfection we don’t stop
It’s an endless road to an
imaginary top
Oh we might have changed our looks
and we might have read some books
but soon we’ll be worn out from
the effort that it took
cos we look for something extra
and we look for something out there in the future
as if we need to fix something
as if we really miss a wing
but its very very simple
and its very very ordinary
and it’s very very natural
no it’s nothing special

Not Knowing

When I don’t believe my thoughts
and I don’t try to fill that wide open gap
Would I have a clue
what I’m supposed to do
Being vulnerable and unprotected
Being open for the unsuspected
Its not what we would choose
We’re so afraid to lose
The courage comes from that not knowing
The courage to acknowledge what is really here not knowing
has been believed to be a weakness
but it is a well of strength and power beyond all fear
No You don’t know how to live
Is there a willingness to feel and sense what is here?
Even when there is fear?
No one else can tell you how it is for you
Yes you are alone
in this great unknown
But courage comes from that not knowing
The courage to acknowledge what is really here not knowing
has been believed to be a weakness
but it is a well of strength and power beyond all fear
Instead of trying to fit in
you can live, express and feel
whatever’s true for you
Even if you don’t know what to do
Life will always challenge
how you think that it should be
Until its clear to us
till the moment we can see
That courage comes from that not knowing
The courage to acknowledge what is really here not knowing
has been believed to be a weakness
but it is a well of strength and power beyond all fear

Courageous Warrior

All this trying and failing
so much denying and wailing
Fed up with seeking and hiding
analysing and dividing
It takes a
A courageous warrior
a courageous warrior
a courageous warrior
of the heart
All that hoping and waiting
never arriving so frustrating
Fed up with lying no more tricks
no more running nothing to fix
It takes a
A courageous warrior
a courageous warrior
a courageous warrior
to meet what’s here
no limitations and no control
nothing to get nothing to hold
nothing to lose nothing to know”…..
nothing to win no final goal
It takes a
A courageous warrior
a courageous warrior
a courageous warrior
to face the void
A courageous warrior
a courageous warrior
a courageous warrior
of the heart

Just a Play

Every experience will pass
A love once felt seems to be lost
Thought comes in with this or that
The bliss makes space for feeling flat
Were holding on to at all cost
It’s so simple it’s bizarre
Love is ‘Who you really are’
Love is Freedom Love is Truth
Love is Consciousness it’s you
You’re not that old repertoire
There is nothing outside of love
There is only you
everywhere you look
Everything you touch
Every experience
It is all a play in you
There’s sometimes clarity sometimes smoke
You’re sometimes rich you’re sometimes broke
You’re going up you’re feeling down
You looked so great but now you drown
Can’t you see it’s all a joke (because)
There is nothing outside of love
There is only you
everywhere you look
Everything you touch
Every experience
It is all a play in you
There is nothing outside of love
There is only you
everywhere you look
Everything you touch
Every experience
It is all a play in you
It is all a play in you
It is just a game in you

Already Free

You are not the one
who was brought up
you are not the one
who feels caught up
you are not the one
who can get stuck
you are not the one
who is having bad luck
look at the prison walls
what are they made of
can’t you see that you’re already free
freedom ’s not dependent
on any circumstances
freedom ’s not dependent
on luck or any chances
freedom ’s not dependent
on who you’re with or how you feel
freedom ’s not dependent
on what you do or if you’re healed
look at the prison walls
what are they made of
can’t you see that you’re already free
That doesn’t mean that you don’t feel whatever human stuff gets touched.
But you can’t understand that for the mind it seems all too much
even when you are completely touched and you don’t feel free
you are the one that’s never touched you are the one that sees
you are not the one
who was brought up
you are not the one
who feels caught up
you are not the one
who can get stuck
you are not the one
who is having bad luck
look at the prison walls
what are they made of
can’t you see that you’re already free

Pull Your Own Strings

You sit on the fence
and look at the sky
You’ve listened to lies
Your life ’s passing by
You cry all day long
They’ve treated me wrong
and long for the night
to give up the fight
Tell me why
Tell me why
Why?
Nobody will help you
to build up your life
So don’t wait too long
Your time will be gone
So gather some courage
to build your own life
Start using your wings
and pull your own strings
You can fly
You will fly
High
[Chorus]
Fly
over the mountains that prevented you from going
High
Make your own choice
and listen to your own voice
You can wait for a change
or good times to come
but you can be sure
your time will be done
So get up and walk
and grope in the dark
at least you can say
I went my own way
I’m alive
alive
alive
[Chorus]
Fly
over the mountains that prevented you from going
High
Make your own choice
and listen to your own voice

Let it All Fall Apart

Don’t get stuck
In what feels safe
It’s like a drug
but you’re not a slave
Take the risk
to step out
your comfort zone
and stand alone
Let it all fall apart
and live the freedom that you are
Take the risk to let down your guard
Out of your head straight into your heart
What you can build
can crumble down
Even a king
will lose his crown
What you think you know
has already changed
Every order
Will be rearranged
So Let it all fall apart
and live the freedom that you are
Take the risk to let down your guard
Out of your head straight into your heart
You desperately
try to keep
It all together
but stormy weather
Blows it all apart
Listen to your heart
It whispers now
Very loud
Let it all fall apart
and live the freedom that you are
Take the risk to let down your guard
Out of your head straight into your heart

The Great Pretence

Have you ever had the sense that none of this is real?
That life is some weird trip how lost can you feel?
Do you remember the time you could sense
the freedom of life a space so immense?
If you felt sad
you simply cried
Happiness or fear
nothing denied
But we have collected some silly ideas
entrenched in our thoughts about what it all means
this prison of me how I am or should be
we forgot it’s a play a dramatic comedy
But it’s just pretence
You’re still that innocence
You don’t fit in a box
What a paradox
We just pretend we have forgotten who we are
In my self created world I am the number one superstar
My pretentious castle has been build on the clouds
It doesn’t bring me safety it can bring only more doubts
But I don’t know how else to survive in this strange play
Cause I don’t know who I am, I don’t know any other way
It can seem depressing this meaningless life
It takes your ambitions, your goals and your drive
But Truth is the freedom to be everything
Thought is the servant but you are the king
It is a great relief
to get the joke of it
there’s nothing to achieve
Cause this is it

The Last Day

On the day the body dies
there’s no space left for illusions or lies
There are no more reasons to deny
When it’s time to close my eyes
It is time to give back everything I’ve borrowed
Nothing’s mine when there’s no tomorrow