Evening Songtext
von COSSE

I fell beyond boredom
Secret garden
Holy voices
Are coming through the hills
Slowly roots embraced me
It′s been a century
Now I feel I'm hatching
And you receive my fruits

Everything seems to be so quiet
Except this nagging buzz runnin′ in my bones
Unknown pleasures come across
Wake up a voice in my head


I placed you in the middle of the world
So that you could contemplate better what it contains
I didn't give you a face, a name or a shape

So you
Can
Be free
To be

I didn't make you heavenly or earthly
Mortal or immortal
So on your own, freely, as a gifted painter
You
Achieve
Your own
Form


You
Achieve
Your own
Form