Kuttaperkkataivas: Om-Thing


- Om-Thing -

If I’m calling them, those small, those small things, they’re coming and
but there is, there is some, something blue like, like a, like a sea or, or lake or ocean
but something very, very blue
it is this color, what I have needed maybe, maybe whole my life
but I can’t say what I’m, I’m feeling now
it’s the physical pain, not, not in, in my mind, not in, in, not in my mind, not in my mind
it’s, it’s pain in my legs and, and in, in my back and my shoulders
my mind, my body, my everything what’s mine, in, in my space, in my area
in, in my very difficult life.

They, they live at nights, they, they are around me, and, and I, I don’t want to see them
I don’t want to see them, because they’re not real, yeahh, but they’re there
every single night, every single night they are there
and here and there and where and there and, I, I can’t stand it anymore.

He is like a big rock, big rock and, and it, it grows a mountain
a mountain which is living in my house
I hope that the birds, the birds are singing in, in my rooms and they, they, they will fly free
and they are not the singing bird, they are growing, they, they are, yes, I know
they are the black and green birds, they are, they have very sharp beaks
but I love them, yeahh, I love them as I love you.

Something went wrong and something went right
and now I try to understand what is it at all here in my mind, in my body
I have two eyes, I have hands, legs, but I have a big bubble and it’s full of
it’s full of different sorrows.

If I call you, do you come here, do you come here
do you, do you take a step and the other, and the other and also
step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step
maybe, maybe you can run, maybe you can travel, maybe you can, you can fly
maybe you are the what the some, some crow there outside, yeahh
I, I think that I know who you can be, because this a big one crow it
it came very often under my window and we, we looked at our each others, yeahh.

But now I search something, I search something some very personal
I’m not cruel, I’m not cruel, I’m not cruel, I’m not cruel, I’m
I’m the woman who needs, who needs the same as everyone
but why the Mother Earth hasn’t give to me what I need
is it my turn to dive into sea very deep and find there my harmony
do you understand, don’t leave me.

It’s raining now and my, my tears are like the rain
if I sing now like, like I feel, so it’s not a sing or song, it’s, it’s my innermost’s voice.

Very personal.