Na gedichten van verschillende sanghaleden in Lotusblad deze keer twee liedteksten, van Joep Nijsen. Hij schrijft al lang voor anderen maar laat ook graag wat vaker van zichzelf horen, zoals op de KOM-bijeenkomst in maart 2023. Wil je meer weten over Joep, lees dan ook Bericht uit de studiegroepen: Opnieuw beginnen.
Clear Blue Sky
Have you ever felt a raindrop
falling from the clear blue sky?
As you look around you, wonder,
was it real or in your mind?
Suddenly it hits you
like the whisper of a smell:
it’s a game that you are playing
and you know the rules so well.
When we walk the world around us
giving everything we know a name,
those names will slowly start to haunt us
and we forget from where we came.
Did you ever cross a corner
and suddenly it seemed
you were back in your old street
where life was young and free?
Time taps you on the shoulder
to see if you still care
about first loves and first times -
summer nights that smell like rain.
Suddenly it hits you
like the whisper of a smell.
It’s a game that you are playing
and you know the rules so well.
When we walk the world around us
giving everything we know a name,
those names will slowly start to haunt us
and we forget from where we came.
Walking down this road today, it seems I have been walking all my life this way.
Trail of footsteps
I know the sea will not remember our trail of footsteps in the sand. And all the years are but a heartbeat, time runs like water through my hands. |
So now I'm rolling down the mountains heading south for Italy, with an angel on my shoulder and she's looking out for me. |
Are we dreaming to remember or are we sleeping to forget. You were lovely and I loved you like a sleep twitch in my bed. |
My dear, my dear where did you roam? Were you out there all alone, running out of precious time or maybe running out of answers? |
Were you waiting for the wind
to fill the sails and take you out?
Or were you riding out the storm
that chased you all your life?
That is why
I will find you,
stand beside you.
So take me down to the river, I want to see them boats pass by. Talk to my friend the wolf man, Leon he can take me to the other side. |
As I step in to the water Now that the tide is rising high, there's an angel on the shore there ans she's waving me goodbye. |
That is where... I will find you, stand beside you. |
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