It's Sunday, a day I don't like at all
Because I ask myself far too many stupid questions on Sundays.
On Sundays it's calm and quiet and I don't know how or what to do
And then Do these questions come from where, where,
Was everything wrong or right or does it make no sense? Am I really what I am
I think I am or does my world only consist of deception and appearances.
No, no question should ruin my day today
, I think to myself and go off into my dreams.
There is no answer to the questions in sight there either
. Well, King Boris, maybe they don't exist.
It could be, but they are there, these questions
and sometimes it gets to the point where I can only bear it with difficulty,
that's it Do I want to run away, build my world
travel south, just look around.
Yes or no, truth or appearance
is that really all or can there be more.
Who knows that's what I'm asking...Sunday.
Seven senses say no when I wake up,
and open my eyes a little
A new day is about to begin Door,
I have a feeling for it, it's Sunday
and I have everything else I like.
Again source of torment, total terror if I imagine
l that I'll pay dearly for every wrong choice at some point.
Slow squeezing in the crowd of the world,
will it be possible to make me jump for money?
Mine holds Decency stood for the machinery?
How do I achieve mental autonomy?
Maybe I'll escape our galaxy in a taxi.
I can't bring myself to reflect today
and even less so I can relax on Sundays
and before I start to cook inside
I go to sleep and look forward to the start of the week.
Sometimes I have days when I just want to party
/>. I want to hop, jump, sing, dance, rap or laugh.
Sometimes I have days when that's not possible
when time stands still and everything goes in circles
. When I'm philosophizing alone to myself
in a candle, I reflect on myself and my life. I'm not the
shipmaster but just Björn, I'd rather have nothing and
Don't hear anyone.
Perhaps it may sound strange to some people
but then I ask myself where am I now, where do I want to go?
How do I want to reach my goal? To reach it, do I have to run
or do I want to sneak?You always set the course for your life
now how you assess yourself.You realize in horror that you don't have a test
whether you hurt others, priorities are set by decisions
rushed.
There is then little time to come to terms with yourself
how are you perceived by yourself and by others.
That was a day that had no horizon for me.
That was the end of
Sunday.

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