it’s time
to disappear from the radar-screen

to dive

like a submarine
to the silent graves
beneath the waves
to scream

where no-one hears your dream
and fears are isolated
until they’re faded
green

just like the corpses of forgotten sailors
who never learned to swim
avoid temptation
trust in him

breathe

and scream
until the dream
itself becomes just history
and you and me
can see

each other without shooting flares
no jealous glares
no questions

be free
to stay away without a perfect reason
to be a ghost for just another season
and in the silence hear a single sound
the massive body hitting ground
the ceasing of the sonar’s beep
then sleep, sleep, sleep