The Concert

03 Thursday Oct 2024

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Funny how things can turn out
travel all that far just to listen to live music
not much sleep and tired close to burnout
you suddenly feel younger and alive again

The feeling is really not like anything else
just being close to your childhood idol
something vitalizes you up at no expense
all you are waiting for is the music to begin

Oh the joy and amusement, a state of bliss
right now my all time favourite song begins
there’s really nothing to compare with this
totally worth all the trouble to get to it

Funny how things can turn out
waiting all my life to go to this concert
expecting to hear that guitar solo out
there’s no power, wait for another round

It wasn’t really great but it wasn’t bad either
we had a laugh and then forgot about it
clapped the hands to keep going further
a special moment after all, forever to remember

I am a teenager again, younger I ‘ll ever be
all this live music took me back in time
first and last one to watch and listen David play live
“Thank you very much indeed!” so right!

Sweet Floyd
03.10.2024

The Arrival

14 Saturday Sep 2024

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It’s been a month since she’s arrived
and it’s been strange yet beautiful
I wasn’t really so much surprised
as much as everyone expected to

There is always a struggle to change
not every time at the same level
this time I had my feelings to exchange
as the moment was so great

The great thing about this arrival
is that you have to immediately depart
it’s almost a matter of survival
as your previous life is now just the past

Sweet Floyd
14.09.2024

Neural Nostalgia Bliss

03 Saturday Aug 2024

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I think I ‘ve almost watched them all
my heroes performing live on stage
and maybe it’s time to turn the page

Neural nostalgia will bring me back
and perhaps make me happy again
even if I ‘m really happy by then

Looking forward for this to happen
it’s like waiting for an old friend to call
and laugh over silly things we recall

The middle of being young and old
feels I ‘ve reached that point with this
hope for neural nostalgia bliss

Let’s not get all that mellow though
things end and new things begin
the music though remains within

It will bring back you too some day
even for a moment it will hit your brain
the soundtrack of your life and all that may contain

Sweet Floyd
03.08.2024

Happy Place

28 Sunday Jul 2024

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The happy place is there
while not exactly a place
let’s just call it enivronment
that soon will have a new face

Funny how things turn out
heaven turned into hell
yet later hell turned into heaven
can you really tell?

Someone left the happy place
someone else will join soon
but someone is always there
the happy place is a boon

Sweet Floyd
28.07.2024

Waiting

03 Wednesday Jul 2024

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Waiting for change to happen
but not really all that much
perhaps enforce change to others
but not make it seem as such

Waiting for others to speak to me
as I don’t have the confidence to do so
I never thought it would be that hard
as I consider myself clever though

Waiting for my project to be done
then go out and waste my time
I never put the effort needed so
I think I ‘ve committed a crime

Waiting for the stress to leave me
I did not want to come at this point
and all the cool people around me
say I should smoke a joint

Waiting for myself to grow up
well in th nearest future at least
so I can prove what I can do
nothing, that is

Sweet Floyd
03.07.2024

Short

16 Tuesday Apr 2024

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It’s that time of the year
when you need more gear
and you don’t really need it
it’s just greed demanding to feed it

You are short of time and money
once again at the same spot honey
and now it’s the time to create
don’t you even try to sedate

Start now you need no plan
go wild and have some fun
will the creation be good or bad?
you really shouldn’t worry about that

Sweet Floyd
17.04.2024

The Last Walk XII – Under the Radar

31 Sunday Mar 2024

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I’ve been there once again
tried to recall all things said
only the path was the same
everything else has changed

I ‘ve been there but nobody knew
I was really trying to start anew
but the memory forced me in a state of bliss
next to my best friend who I dearly miss

Another walk down the memory lane
perhaps is what still keeps me sane
the memory of the last walk in my mind
remains deeper inside than any other kind

I ‘m forcing it all to come to surface
this day is all about going back to our base
the struggle may be obvious indeed
but remembering it all has become a need

It has nothing to do with the last walk
the plan, the action, the point of the talk
it’s been twelve years and I miss you friend
the plan still lives on, it will never end

Sweet Floyd
31.03.2024

What are you afraid of?

20 Tuesday Feb 2024

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Everything is moving fast these days
everybody leaves and nobody stays
abandoned in a miserable lonely state
wondering if I should accept my fate

Loneliness is not in fact the bad part
especially when you have a lonely heart
it gets worse when the writer’s block hits
and that’s when you really get the chills

Becoming familiar with the new rate of change
I admit at first it feels a little bit strange
are we actually getting somewhere better
or are we spinning around the same centre?

There’s always a question of why in all this
people are getting softer and nobody speaks
should you raise your hand or speak up right now
should you remain silent and avoid it somehow

That life that you seek is what you call salvation
at least that’s what you ‘re after without hesitation
let’s raise a glass or two for a life with no trade off
and the question now becomes “what are you afraid of?”

Sweet Floyd
20.02.2024

We Created Life

22 Friday Dec 2023

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So much going on right now
I can’t believe it, I have to say “wow”
no matter how frightening this can be
it’s excitingly beautiful to say the least

Expected it or not I don’t know
planted, but who knew it would grow
felt great once and passed my mind
I really thought we created life

Still too early and cannot say much
time will tell and people will judge
we keep things the way we want to
this is the hard and fun part of improptu

Let’s see how we handle this and how it goes
where do we get from here nobody knows
we are at the root of something that is alive
the name “X” is on the table but will it thrive?

Sweet Floyd
22.12.2023

Turnarounds

17 Friday Nov 2023

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Another turnaround in the mix
a little action is what life needs
indeed only now I ‘m a little older
I can’t take it that easy

You can’t escape life you know
it will force you to go with its flow
I could keep things independent
but again, not that easy

A brother that has come back
is changing my very own luck
whether that’s good or not
we ‘ll find out soon

I think if things were independent
I wouldn’t be so much dependent
on things that force me now to change
but hey, I aim for the moon

I want it all and that means dedication
away from people, work full on inspiration
while turnarounds will still exist
you have a goal to achieve

The one thing that I think I need the most
is a place to go whenever I get so lost
a place that will be totally independent
for whenever I need to leave

Turnarounds won’t affect you this much that way…

Sweet Floyd
17.11.2023