We comfort eat
this moments heartbeat
this moments treat

So sweet

But our heart cries out
in discomfort - not in joy

All the things we have to face
and all the empty faces we see
eating to forget - not to stay alive

Inside - behind - deep down
somewhere I know

The child is still alive and breathing
the rhythm of life - the song - the dance

Deep down - inside - somewhere
the seed of the childlike enthusiasm lies

Then came adulthood
- sometimes hard to tackle

For some harder - darker - lonelier

Behind closed doors the party goes on
while some standing outside - looking in

Wishing upon
- the moon

a dark night - that they too - could be a part of the party

The music goes on - the world goes on - keeps turning
spinning - and outside stands a flower waiting to bloom


We comfort eat - the illusion is a treat - the reality is a heavy heartbeat
some sort of sadness - for not quite knowing how, how to deal with life - sometimes the idea of just going with the flow - seems so hard - like the biggest task ever


Like a child in front of the biggest brick wall - with an adults mind - feeling small - afraid to think new thoughts - because although the old ones does no good - the new thoughts are so frightening - the light so bright - it makes the eyes hurt


We comfort eat - while our soul starve - the flowers were meant to bloom - and so are we


Taking that step into the world - felt so much easier when your parents stood beside you and held your hand


All of a sudden - you grew up - and it was time to take the next step into the world - on your own

- And that can be pretty damn scary


The child is still alive and breathing
the rhythm of life - the song - the dance

We comfort eat
this moments heartbeat
this moments treat

So sweet
oh so sweet

- This moments treat