Fren & a Boy called UB

You are not my type
Dear Fren, indeed a beautiful smile. I'd like to steal some of that joy. Tell me, what do you love to do? Let me hear your voice. I like your messages UB, but I ran into someone totally my type. I should not split my attention. So I’m not ready and you’re twice my age. Please talk to me. Wow! So mr. Right half your age dumped you. For an appointment with his dentist? Is her smile less frighteningly beautiful than yours..? Is that a man to not withstand such breeze. I am storm proof Baby, I’ll give you worth your money! …Hello Baby, are you still there? Hello?! Not very Cool Frenny Dear. Bye. I’m hurt dr. UB, heal my soul. Come on Baby, I wanna see you. But you’re not my type? Please talk to me… I feel so lost and here’s a friend. You pulled me in, your picture did. This crossing we Met. There’s a reason for That. You are not my type. But you make me feel great. Friendship is worth a 1000 Golden Years. Maybe even more worth than…

Jij laat mij mijn thuis weer zien
Jij inspireert me Fren. Ik voel me thuis komen met jou. Ik kom thuis en er ligt een berichtje klaar: Hoe was mijn sollicitatiegesprek? Er is iemand voor me thuis. Elke avond zegt iemand me welterusten als IK naar bed toe ga. Dat ik je nog nooit gezien heb doet er niet toe. Je bent er. Dat je dat voor je vriend doet, geweldig. Als je dat later voor je man doet, dan ben ik de gelukkige die het ook heeft gehad. Zo lang als dat mag duren neem ik het volledig van je aan. En als ik het later voor mijn vrouw doe, dan ben jij de gelukkige die ik het ook heb gegeven. Je bent voor mij echt een geschenk en ik neem het zoals het komt. Met jou kom ik weer tot rust. Met jou ga ik weer om me heen kijken. De dingen weer zien en waarderen. Jij laat mij mijn thuis weer zien. Dank je Fren! Ik investeer in je UB. En dat weet je. Wat een toverwoorden. Ja ik weet het. Maar ik kan het niet geloven. Wat hoor ik dat graag. Dank je liefste Frenneke, liefste vriendinneke van mij...

You inspire me Fren. With you I feel I come home. And then a message awaits me: How did my job interview go? Someone is home for me. Each night someone says good night to me the moment I go to bed. That I never saw you before doesn't matter. You are here. That you do that for your friend, amazing. When you do that to your future man, I’m the lucky guy to have received that as well. As long as it may last I’ll take it all from you. And when I do this to my future woman, you are the lucky girl I gave it to as well. You really are a gift to me and I take it as it is presented. With you I find peace. With you I dare to look around again to see and revalue everything. You show me my home again. Thank you Fren! I'm investing in you UB. And you know. What magical words. Yes I know. But I cannot believe it. So great to hear. Thank you dearest Frenny girl, sweetest friend of mine..

DiscoPunk Girl
There is Fren. A beautiful high heeled Creature looking to the Left, searching for the Right. Looking for me girl? It’s UB boy. In City lighting her high heels confidently beat the urban floor. It’s a disco beat I now shift in new exotic directions. My Girl that is. Wow, an exciting wrap and wonderful. I will slow down and take good care to unwrap this nice bonbon. But first we’ll settle down to get our senses in sync. I let her voice speak. I let her smile reach. Hey foxy lady, I hear those grand dark drums blow and breeze the many voices around us in a soft birds choir. I read those beautiful lips, cause they may unveil magic words. I boldly stare into your eyes, forgive me. Cause it may be so, they’ll be a promising land. It is not to judge your lifelines that I take your hand. I just like to see the hand that’ll wrap mine, when a street wants us to cross. Or when the moment comes that we will do that just for fun.

2 Seconds
I saw you for the first time UB dear. You are cool and we lost track of time. And yesterday our voices met again. They sank together in deep ancient layers. We touched the bottom together (last night). And when I looked up in the night sky (when you were alone smoking afterwards) I watched the 1000 nearby Suns (I told you so to look beyond our Star). Worlds long ago project me in the Future (a future being written as I speak). A memorable night that I will treasure. We won’t ever know what comes around. For 2 seconds I saw the altar blinking. Then it disappeared again. Thank you UB my Boy. I need no more Today. I’ll stop searching and Focus on You.

Jealous Boy
I found in you what I need UB dear. And I know you need more than just a friend. I won’t hold you searching, although I’m not sure how I would feel about that. I know what you mean Fren. It would be strange to stop the flower grow, growing in the windowsill, casting its shadow ahead in the land beyond. To let go your hand. I will join a nice party Tonight. My phone will be your ears. Its lens will introduce you to my Friends. I want people to witness our Friendship. So grateful to be at a party in your pocket UB, but it’s well past midnight now. I fall asleep in your pants, sweet dreams await me on the threshold. When you come home from this thrilling Party, please do wake me in your sweet World. I’ll be there for you UB Boy. I love you Bitch. 5 weeks in a row 24/7. 11:00 AM till 2:00 PM. “Good night!” 7:00 AM. “Good morning!” Noon, afternoon. “Good evening Love!” 360 Pages in fucking MS Word we texted Covering 50,400 minutes. That intense we met. How can I keep up the speed and sync my feelings?! And then 2 million 419 thousand and 200 seconds of Fighting… I love figures yes I do. -Fighting. Fren and UB- Are they fighting? -So much Love- in their friendship? (Just talk to me) What happened? (and pick up the phone!) -Does it matter- (I always wanted you to find a nice girl…) No, -No, no, no- no trivial fights in my lyrics. -A moment of jealousy- caught poor UB Boy and that shocked his new found friend. NOW -God reveals his Plan- and the solution their Chemistry creates. -Thus UB speaks:- Here I stand naked. See me, yeah watch your friend. It’s Me. Jealousy. Yeah it’s Jealousy. Does that prove my love. A Friend or a Lover, who cares, who gives a Fuh.. Here I stand naked. See, watch your friend. Yeah it is Me. It is Jealousy. Oh it Is, Oh it Is. Do you think Love comes free, that it won’t hurt. You wanted to feel. Yeah. So feel (it). Yes I know I lost 20 years. Cause you didn’t know what to feel. You, don’t blame the world. It’s You that got your wings to fly, to go up high. So fly.