sometimes it is hard to be true to yourself. to stand by the person you love and not keeping it a secret. but being dishonest, choosing social status over the person you love will make you say things that not just hurt but are beyond repair.
and those words will not be forgotten by the person you love. and they will not be forgotten by you either. so better choose your words wisely.

experiencing love for the first time is a strange feeling.
it’s not about where you come from but where you want to go. and with some help you gonna carve the path of your relationship together.

a lovesong about how deep and strong love can be.
the only way to describe it, is the biggest number one could imagine. not eightyfive. not tree or any of those. but eight five.
why that is might be proven by mathematicians but i know from a trusted source eight five is the biggest number.

it’s hard to describe what it actually means to be neurodivergent. some might think about it as something uncomfortable and annoying. or even an disruption of their normal live and normal interactions.
but quite frankly it is so much more. it can give such a depth and complexity to yourself and sometimes it can get messy. especially with people who are not neurodivergent.
but i think it can be a gift in many ways and it’s about time to accept all different kinds of being part of this world and trying to understand how different human minds can be.

it was clear for me that this one didn’t need a lot. i think the lyrics themself are so strong and they paint such a clear picture that the minimalism in instrumentation was just the right decision. this song might be a good picture of what it meant growing up in berlin in the 90’s and early 2000’s.

this one was a tough cookie. how does one write about desire without being cheesy but honest? how not to turn it into some kind of metaphoric love story but also not into a generic piece for the sake of being provocative? don’t know if i achieved a good story but i’m happy how this one turned out.

i wrote that one in just one session in the park between all those many lockdowns. and i still remember the day. for me in many ways it still just encapsulates how i felt during that time but also how unnoticed i was drifting away from the world around me and how foggy i felt during that time.

some songs might be written easily but this one was stuck for a very long time. i got some parts finished and it was clear to me what the song should be. but no matter what i did it was just pieces and it would’t want to come together. so i had to leave it and wait. and i waited for years for this one. only after i started writing an other song i also couldn’t finish, browsing through old text pieces there it was. just like magic. the two pieces where made for each other and could finally grow into a one song.