I don't know anymore what is the illusion. Is it me convincing myself that everything is okay (because it has to) or is it me thinking that it isn't, after all (because the song reminds me of you)? It's just sometimes, I just wish. You know, that I could be with you. And share so much more. Oh well. It's all over now baby blue. 'Leave your stepping stones behind you something calls for you....Forget the dead you left, they won't follow you...Strike another match, start anew....'
Maybe I have to follow my dad's advice and in order to find out what i REALLY feel I would have to stop listening to music completely.
that would be an interesting experiment, huh?
And I see myself already vanishing, reluctantly of course, and next summer I will probably (hopefully) spend in Romania, where your father came from (Transsylvania),
and then I will reside in the beautiful city of Dresden (hopefully, if they accept me at the TU)
(I've actually slept under this bridge in 2001 or so...when I was on a trip through Germany with my sister. We slept at the craziest places imaginable and the bridge just was one of them...)and I will just be alright, I guess. Assumably.
I hope that I can meet my Godfather and play some guitar with him. Maybe get 'Sara' and 'One more cup of coffee' down, possible 'Lay Lady Lay'...
You know, looking at pics for Dresden I just realized: they, too, rebuild it, after total destruction.
I guess the same is possible with just about everything and everyone. no!? Look, how beautiful the 'Frauenkirche' is now,
after so many years of reconstructing (the black stones in the walls are from the ruins...go figure!). I remember when we were in Dresden for the first time and I was maybe 11 and saw my dad cry for the first time in my life. He stood in front of the church and cried. I remember thinking: how can my dad cry??? It moved me more than anything before I think. It was a historic moment for some reason.
That's how this beautiful church used to be, she was Dresden's pride and love:
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