Restarting Life
(Anne Pasold)

I speak of a new beginning
Or better a second life
Maybe I could define me new

And all the best of the best
would fall into my hands
The boredom needn´t survive

Now and then a few voices
on the telephone
But not more than that

But why do I feel cold and lazy
Why do I feel a growing emptiness
Day after day

The best thoughts could come as fast-as fast as possible
I wouldn´t hardly mind positive energy
No more pressure from inside, only harmony
Unimportant things must be left out