Under the bridge dreaming

Jamming with feelings under the bridge, waiting for the floods

And near, just on the waterfront, seagulls are staring at the fjord

Ships pass by and I, I look for a possible mermaid.

Although I know, I can’t take her away on shore and I can’t live underwater

Although I know that this love is forbidden by nature,

I’ll try to be her Northern Sailor with a mushroom tattoo on my chest

With seaweed on deck, a flower made flag on the bow and a white navigation light at the stern.

I’ll learn how to sail for her bliss and survive without a compass on dark waters.

Let there be no wind to blow, let there be no slaughters and the possibility of an Island materialized

in sand, love and peace. Let there be sun, this mermaid of mine and no barriers imposed by people.

I woke up from this jam and I find

My hands clenched on the present, but this hard to tame horse

Jumps and runs for the future without me

No fun, ruined plans, demolished dreams

No floods, no mermaid appears, is just me under the bridge.

Cars roar above, I find my peace in electric guitars

With beautiful sounds that flow from my headphones.

Acceptance keeps me on the track, but I wonder

For how long.