Happy Hours

a happy place

in my dreams there is happiness

there are cities and rooms

without a place for emptiness

where nobody looms

in the dark caves of loneliness

there are trolls and dragons

with hearts carved of gold

there are trains with endless waggons

harbouring more treasures than the world can hold

in my dreams there is happiness

chests and vaults full of smiles

rivers and streams glitter with loveliness

and laughs are heaped in piles

and I don‘t want to wake up

at dawn

endless moments in murky silence

the stage of daylight being build

a scenery of endless living

the whims of fate still unfulfilled

the hands of gods will soon tell stories

still yet their time has yet to come

the empty seconds between pieces

we‘ll web into a lonely song

the costumes we will soon put on

are now still to be made

now is the time to think about

the role we will create