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ZILLE - SPIDER
Today I decided to take my
13 year old dog out for a walk
May I introduce him to you?
His name is “Spider” and he suffers under
Panic attacks caused by a thunderstorm last summer
So I stepped out and closed the door behind me
And the first thing I noticed was the snow falling from the sky
In the cone of light of the street-lamps it looked like glittery dust
And I started walking with a hand in a pocket
And the other hand holding the lead
Not thinking about anything big
Looking at the little clouds that come out of my mouth
When I breathed out
Maybe 300 steps away from the house
Three boys at the age of 15 passed me by
And they talked very loud and they laughed
And strangely enough I was afraid they would beat me up
Maybe there hides something in my past
That makes these stupid fears pop out every now and then
But at least I got Spider with me
And when the “danger” was gone
I was all by myself cause Spider was busy sniffing at the trees
A twenty-four years old man with its psychotic dog
And enough self-pity for the next threehundret songs
So I took a deep breath and my thoughts circled around
My meaningless “special” situation I won´t tell you about
Everything looked so perfect in its imperferctnes
I mistook it for a wonder instead it was just a mess
When I came to this conclusion I was almost back home
And Spider pulled at the lead
As if the devil was behind him but the only one behind him
Was me
All this brabbling does not seem to have any significant connection
But when I entered the house and pet the dog
I felt as if I just tied up a package out of something that blocked my way
Throughout the last five years
The next move is to throw it over board and this will be the point where I will fail
Someday everything around me will explode again and it won´t probably take too long
Then it will be the time to take my little, old psychotic dog out
For a walk again
Danke fürs Hören.
Today I decided to take my
13 year old dog out for a walk
May I introduce him to you?
His name is “Spider” and he suffers under
Panic attacks caused by a thunderstorm last summer
So I stepped out and closed the door behind me
And the first thing I noticed was the snow falling from the sky
In the cone of light of the street-lamps it looked like glittery dust
And I started walking with a hand in a pocket
And the other hand holding the lead
Not thinking about anything big
Looking at the little clouds that come out of my mouth
When I breathed out
Maybe 300 steps away from the house
Three boys at the age of 15 passed me by
And they talked very loud and they laughed
And strangely enough I was afraid they would beat me up
Maybe there hides something in my past
That makes these stupid fears pop out every now and then
But at least I got Spider with me
And when the “danger” was gone
I was all by myself cause Spider was busy sniffing at the trees
A twenty-four years old man with its psychotic dog
And enough self-pity for the next threehundret songs
So I took a deep breath and my thoughts circled around
My meaningless “special” situation I won´t tell you about
Everything looked so perfect in its imperferctnes
I mistook it for a wonder instead it was just a mess
When I came to this conclusion I was almost back home
And Spider pulled at the lead
As if the devil was behind him but the only one behind him
Was me
All this brabbling does not seem to have any significant connection
But when I entered the house and pet the dog
I felt as if I just tied up a package out of something that blocked my way
Throughout the last five years
The next move is to throw it over board and this will be the point where I will fail
Someday everything around me will explode again and it won´t probably take too long
Then it will be the time to take my little, old psychotic dog out
For a walk again
Danke fürs Hören.