Jennifer Rostock U.S.
Keine Nacht

Don’t tear this nicotine patch from my breast yet
I thought the pain would last forever, but habit involves loss
The ghosts I slept with, I recognized much too late
And now I’m overcome by this emptiness

Your laugh is a sword
It got through deep into my life
And made it shudder
But even if it consumes me
Don’t drag the blade out yet
Because the pain it’ll raise
I won’t survive a night

You stabbed my heart in the storm and twisted, now it’s reached its end
And exhausts itself, gradually, in time with your music
I wove every day and every night
Unraveled everything, but what did it bring me?

Your laugh is a sword …