#deepmusic

Niemand hat gemerkt, wie viel du sagst, mit deinem Schweigen.

It was the voice of someone who was waiting in the shadows. Who was looking at the moon and waiting for me to turn the corner. And enter a narrow street. And stand with him in the dull glaze of moonlight. Then he said to me. He whispered. That my plan was misconceived. That my special plan for this world was a terrible mistake. Because, he said, there is nothing to do and there is no where to go. There is nothing to be and there is no one to know. Your plan is a mistake, he repeated. This world is a mistake, I replied

So tell me what I'm supposed to do, show me what I'm supposed to see