Gerard O'Riley

This lyric is about dreams. Some seems so realistic that they must be based on something that's close to me. Others seem distant, and more like a lie. I really don't know what a lot of these dreams mean and I can't live forever so I wish I'd be able to find out now. Are these dreams something that's telling me what's in store for me, or what I missed, I really don't know but all I know is I have lots of dreams in my head when I sleep, and when I awake I just wonder what it all means.

Eine Ode an die Nachteulen, die nie gelernt haben, wie frühe Vögel Würmer fangen.

Das romantische Gegenüber wird so sehr stilisiert, dass man sie nur anhand ihrer/seiner Strähne begreifen, aber niemals wirklich verstehen kann. Eine geradezu mystische Jagd beginnt und dauert vielleicht ein Leben lang an.

Happy Halloween. This October has had some very scary days. We have mass shootings. We have war. We have in-fighting amongst the populous. Everyone seems to have a bone to pick. When I was little, I enjoyed Halloween. The costumes. The free candy. The decorations. It was fun. This Halloween not so much. Will-o'-the-Wisp is a deceiver. He is an evil that seems to be everywhere. These lyrics unmask him.

A song about being grateful for your life even if your life isn’t the best.