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Ursprunglich sollte der Song "Nietzsche's Law" heißen, nach seinem Zitat "Wer ein Warum zu leben hat, erträgt fast jedes Wie" als Plädoyer für den Existenzialismus. Aber dann ist der Text doch zu düster geraten, auch wenn es am Ende etwas in Nietzsches Richtung geht. Kurz gefasst: Es geht um die Frage nach dem Sinn des Lebens.
Edit: J.O. Simon hat mich darauf hingweisen, dass das Zitat nicht von Nietzsche stammt, sondern sich nur darauf bezieht und es im Sinn verkehrt. Vielen Dank dafür an ihn! Ich möchte den obigen Satz nicht herausnehmen, da sonst der Bezug zu seinenm Review verlorenginge.
Nach langer Zeit habe ich mal wieder versucht, selbst zu singen. Also dieses Mal keine virtuellen Stimmen, sondern mein amatuerhafter Bariton. Ich hoffe, ihr könnt es ertragen ;-)
Edit: J.O. Simon hat mich darauf hingweisen, dass das Zitat nicht von Nietzsche stammt, sondern sich nur darauf bezieht und es im Sinn verkehrt. Vielen Dank dafür an ihn! Ich möchte den obigen Satz nicht herausnehmen, da sonst der Bezug zu seinenm Review verlorenginge.
Nach langer Zeit habe ich mal wieder versucht, selbst zu singen. Also dieses Mal keine virtuellen Stimmen, sondern mein amatuerhafter Bariton. Ich hoffe, ihr könnt es ertragen ;-)
Rose was so happy
When her child was born.
She and John had tried
For so long.
A perfect little creature
Filled her heart with joy.
She loved him so much,
Her awesome little boy.
But all of a sudden
Roses baby died
Without any cause
In the darkest night.
Rose was drowned
In a sea of grief
The Grim Reaper
Is a cruel thief.
Why, tell me why
Must innocent people die
Long before their time has come?
Why must their beloved ones
Despair, mourn and cry,
Till their hearts are numb?
Which divine plan
Could justify this sacrifice?
What kind-hearted deity
Would demand such a price?
Maybe there is no meaning,
No higher purpose we can see.
Maybe the universe
Moves on in cold indifferency.
Maybe this wondrous world
Was born by chance, a mystery.
Frank had worked so hard
His whole life through,
With skill and dexterous hands
And purpose true.
From today he can
Realize his plan.
It’s Retirement Day
For this faithful man.
He drove to pick
His loving wife,
To share the dream
They saved in life.
They’d head for the shores
Of the Golden Coast,
To breathe the salty breeze
They loved the most.
A drunken idiot
Crossed his way
Frank had no chance,
No time to pray
The impact shattered
Flesh and bone,
And on this road
He died alone.
Why, tell me why
Must innocent people die
Long before their time has come?
Why must their beloved ones
Despair, mourn and cry,
Till their hearts are numb?
Which divine plan
Could justify this sacrifice?
What kind-hearted deity
Would demand such a price?
The dice roll and sometimes
The odds turn cold for us.
But it's not all about bad luck.
Bright moments still unfold for us.
Be mindful and preserve them,
For just another desperate day.
Friendship and love, laughter and joy
They can light your way.
It's pointless to ask why.
Life's twists and turns are strange.
But you can always try
To leave your mark, to change
The universe just a little bit.
So act and use your wit.
The meaning of your life
Is totally up to you.
Until something happens
Out of the blue.
When her child was born.
She and John had tried
For so long.
A perfect little creature
Filled her heart with joy.
She loved him so much,
Her awesome little boy.
But all of a sudden
Roses baby died
Without any cause
In the darkest night.
Rose was drowned
In a sea of grief
The Grim Reaper
Is a cruel thief.
Why, tell me why
Must innocent people die
Long before their time has come?
Why must their beloved ones
Despair, mourn and cry,
Till their hearts are numb?
Which divine plan
Could justify this sacrifice?
What kind-hearted deity
Would demand such a price?
Maybe there is no meaning,
No higher purpose we can see.
Maybe the universe
Moves on in cold indifferency.
Maybe this wondrous world
Was born by chance, a mystery.
Frank had worked so hard
His whole life through,
With skill and dexterous hands
And purpose true.
From today he can
Realize his plan.
It’s Retirement Day
For this faithful man.
He drove to pick
His loving wife,
To share the dream
They saved in life.
They’d head for the shores
Of the Golden Coast,
To breathe the salty breeze
They loved the most.
A drunken idiot
Crossed his way
Frank had no chance,
No time to pray
The impact shattered
Flesh and bone,
And on this road
He died alone.
Why, tell me why
Must innocent people die
Long before their time has come?
Why must their beloved ones
Despair, mourn and cry,
Till their hearts are numb?
Which divine plan
Could justify this sacrifice?
What kind-hearted deity
Would demand such a price?
The dice roll and sometimes
The odds turn cold for us.
But it's not all about bad luck.
Bright moments still unfold for us.
Be mindful and preserve them,
For just another desperate day.
Friendship and love, laughter and joy
They can light your way.
It's pointless to ask why.
Life's twists and turns are strange.
But you can always try
To leave your mark, to change
The universe just a little bit.
So act and use your wit.
The meaning of your life
Is totally up to you.
Until something happens
Out of the blue.
