Lady of the harbour

Hide under my bed

Your sky

Who we plan to be

Back in time






Holy moments

War is kind

Musical chairs

About you

How we moved

Between the devil and the deep blue sea - Digital album cover

In the end (I sing for you)

Well it’s four o’clock on a Sunday afternoon
We must dive into our breakfast on a Monday morning soon
Find out whether our standards have fallen down or are still up high
We do it every single week, yet we live without reply

I’ve seen a city under fire
I’ve seen the mothers of brave men cry
I’ve seen a helpless little kid yelling:
'We’re all gonna die'
Even if war might come to save us
no parent should bury their child

We discuss meaning of life
in a fast food restaurant
and the waitress' knowledge
is way beyond our colourful doubt
No one really cares about anything
as long as they get paid for it
Well I don't care

I am so sick and tired
of pretending who I want to be
It’s hard enough to be yourself
I shouldn’t change, I should wait
Because everyone is gonna meet someone
at least that’s what they promised us

Well I met you, I liked you
our friendship, it could only grow
Till it was big enough to last
and we were running out of things to know
I am not a protest singer
I just write love songs
to you

We were meant for each other
now quote yourself out of that

I listen to your songs on the train
when I go home
I love to listen to your voice
and I am thankful for meeting you
Some say I’ve fallen out of favour
but I think I have fallen in love

- copyright © Leander van Geffen