Und die Welt steht still…
Der Houchinger, Houchi, Houchinson, Onkel Houch –
mein Seelenhund, mein bester Freund.
16.11.2001 – 18.12.2013
Beloved
by VNV Nation
It’s colder than before
The seasons took all they had come for
Now winter dances here
It seems so fitting don’t you think?
To dress the ground in white and grey
It’s so quiet I can hear
My thoughts touching every second
That I spent waiting for you
Circumstances affords me
No second chance to tell you
How much I’ve missed you
My beloved do you know
When the warm wind comes again
Another year will start to pass
And please don’t ask me why I’m here
Something deeper brought me
Than a need to remember
We were once young and blessed with wings
No heights could keep us from their reach
No sacred place we did not soar
Still, greater things burned within us
I don’t regret the choices that I’ve made
I know you feel the same
My beloved do you know
How many times I stared at clouds
Thinking that I saw you there
These are feelings that do not pass so easily
I can’t forget what we claimed as ours
Moments lost though time remains
I am so proud of what we were
No pain remains, no feeling
Eternity awaits
Grant me wings that I might fly
My restless soul is longing
No pain remains, no feeling
Eternity awaits
My beloved do you know
When the warm wind comes again
Another year will start to pass
And please don’t ask me why I’m here
Something deeper brought me
Than a need to remember
My beloved do you know
How many times I stared at clouds
Thinking that I saw you there
These are feelings that do not pass so easily
I can’t forget what we claimed as ours
Moments lost though time remains
I am so proud of what we were
No pain remains, no feeling
Eternity awaits
Grant me wings that I might fly
My restless soul is longing
No pain remains, no feeling
Eternity awaits
Dezember 19th, 2013 at 09:47
Eines meiner absoluten Lieblingslieder, und mit jedem Wort so wahr.
Dezember 20th, 2013 at 14:23
Liebe Jane,
es tut mir unendlich leid um Deinen tollen Buben und ich fühle mit Dir.
Traurige Grüße
Anita
Dezember 20th, 2013 at 20:01
Liebe Jane. Danke für die schönen Erinnerungen. Sie sind schön, saublöd, traurig , lustig, riechen gut und schlecht. Und! Sie sind denen vorbehalten die sie fühlen, sehen, schmecken und hören.