Magisch mit Ohrwurm

 Ja, ich hatte Musik mit auf meiner Wanderung. Irgendwann am ersten Abend an einem See stolperten meine Ohren und mein Herz über einen alten Song von ROCKY VOTOLATO: "Death Right". Vermutlich eigentlich ein Liebeslied. Doch ich habe es nicht so mit romantischer Liebe und es passte so sehr zu all dem, was ich da durchwanderte, was ich sah, hörte, schmeckte und roch. Darum heute Liedtext mit ganz furchtbar magischen Bildern, die am vorletzten Tag der Wandertour, kurz vor Hökberg entstanden sind.

ROCKY VOTOLATO- Death Right

You'll die young if you live so carefully
There are risks you must take to pay this world
I know it would never be that easy
I have not yet earned the right to die
I want you to hear me screaming
I want you to notice what goes on
Temptation and evil demons crawling the earth hiding in every corner

I've seen men crippled in anger
The sun burns alive in silence
I've seen men wallow in fear
Inaction acts as a blade across the throat
I'll learn how to make decisions
I'll stick by my word, won't let you down
I swear by the grave that's calling
Nothing will stop me from doing what must be done

Something here is still innocent
It doesn't matter if you decide not to believe it
There are still places where the magic can breathe
I want to breathe it in
I want to lay down and never leave

We're stalking the ancient mariner
Through waters he takes his lonely course
Once powerful once beautiful
Extinction lingering these things are no more
I love you I'll never leave you
Though I may be gone for years on end
I will never be separate
Lovers through the lives before and after

Something here is still innocent
It doesn't matter if you decide not to believe it
There are still places where the magic can breathe
I want to breathe it in
I want to lay down and never leave

 Magische Orte, die man niemals verlassen möchte.... Wie wahr, wie wahr. Es muss nicht immer zwischenmenschliche Liebe sein. Ziemlich emo das Ganze. Freutag. Und ein bisschen Fernweh.