Allsorts

The melodies bend
The stories end
The painted brush strokes disappear
And there will be no fear
The lake sparkles when the sun hits
And the tired explorers sit
The archaeologists reveal the precious things they found
The rain drops hit the roof making a sound
The candles light up
And the shops give our fancy cups
The canvas holders twirl
This is all for our world

The wolves howl at the moon.
The sun whispers praises to it too.
Everyone falls asleep.
The moon pats our heads as the night creeps in.
All nocturnal animals walk around,
Roaming the world big and proud.
For then the rain shall start to pour.
Then the moon shall give to the sun.
”Why moon, why moon?
Please come back!
Can’t you stay another day?
We miss you.
I guess it’ll have to wait.
But next time please stay.”

When I think to myself it is hard to hide the naughty words
Like bum, knickers, bottom and all sorts
It really is
What if we get rid of them?
No, that wouldn’t work
Everyone would just break the rules
So
What if we lock them up in a jar?
No, that wouldn’t work
They could escape with their power and rudeness
So
What should we do?
What if
We keep them as they are?
But if we do this problem would start over again
That would cause even more trouble
So
I think lets just leave them for now

Lotte is the best and no one can stop me
I’m the best and no one can ever stop me

From far away in the West
To far away in the East

Lotte is the best and no one can stop me

I told you not to
I told you not to leave me
Not to forget me.
But you did.
Now I’m left behind
Never there.
Now I’m left behind
Never by your side.
It was your choice.
Yours only
You chose poorly.
So now,
I’ve been left behind.
Where?
Who knows.
I cannot say.
For only you know.
For it was you
who left me
Behind.

Summer days,
The sun hangs low, the breeze feels light,
The nights come late, the sky stays bright.
Hair gets lighter,
Skin glows warm,
All within those summer days.

Cars stay parked, we walk instead,
Cold drinks clink while books are read.
Trainers swapped for sandy toes,
Shorts replace what leggings froze—
It’s slow and sweet, these summer days.

Tide rolls in, we chase the foam,
Laughing loud, far away from home.
Ice cream melts before it’s done,
We stay outside, outrun the sun—
Living out our summer days.

Music drifting through the air,
Lean On playing everywhere.
Rockabye by bonfire light,
Ibiza songs late into night—
Our lives on loop, in summer haze.

So here we stay in endless rays-
Forever in summer days

A sweet melody fills my brain
When it comes there’s no pain
It gently trickles down my veins
As pure as July rains

It frees me from my moans
And swiftly shatters all my groans
And rocks me out of my gloomy clones

So music is my friend indeed
It comforts me when I’m in need
And drifts me off into some heavenly street

The moon is like a twirling mirror in the dark, inky sky.
The moon loves me, loves me, loves me and watches closely by my side.
The moon is a white fingerprint left by me.
I want to follow the moon but it follows me.
The moon is my friend and it walks me home
and Moon,
I wonder what I would do without you?

We are the smoke that clouds the sky
We are the blade about to end your life
We are the ones who wrote the end
We are the predators with an unquenchable thirst
We are the weeds in a perfect road
We are the virus plaguing the world
We are the wrong unable to right

Lionel Messi
A tactical passer
His vision just like an eagle’s
Combined with his mighty shots
The goalkeeper feels like there is a rocket coming towards him
When he dribbles it’s like he is dancing through people
It looks like his foot is glued to the ball
His speed is so unmatched, he is so rapid
The opposition players look like sloths to him
That’s why is the greatest of all time