Es gibt Lieder, die hauen dich um. Du hörst sie. Du fühlst sie.

Dann kommt der Tag an dem sie dir mehr schenken als du je erwartet hättest und eine Bedeutung für dich erlangen, die dich wie am ersten Tag fesselt und nicht mehr loszulassen scheint.

In diesem Sinne heute eine kleine Hommage an Johnny Cash.

Hurt

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that’s real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar’s chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stain of time
The feeling disappears
You are someone else
I am still right here

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

Hochachtungsvoll,

Karl Prall