Name: Der Geist der mich durch Leben treibt by Ricky Helfgen
Duration: 4 min 42 s
Description: Erfahrungen und Zweifel mit dem Geist der mich durch Leben führt

Denim Coat (feat. Azuriah Kennedy)

The world is far too big sometimes
And it makes us feel, every now and then
So insignificant, invisible, almost nothing
It’s hard to say some things out loud

Especially ‘cause certain words
When spoken clear and full of sound
Can suddenly become more real
Because we finally hear ourselves

I’ve hurt myself so many times
Without meaning to at all
And I’ve hurt others just the same
‘Cause I was hurting too, we all fall

When we were fragile
We let ourselves break down
Fall to pieces over nothing
When we were fragile

Sometimes we let ourselves bleed
Over things so small, almost nothing
Just because we don’t know how to hold
Ourselves the way we hold the ones we love

We forget that we are
Our truest, deepest love
The only one we’ll carry
All the way to the end

When we were fragile
We let ourselves break down
Fall to pieces over nothing
When we were fragile

We’ll always be fragile
But now, a little less than yesterday
And sometimes, less than tomorrow

When we were fragile

When We Were Fragile

Some people don’t run because they don’t care. They run because they care too much, and it terrifies them.
This song is for the ones who want to let love in but don’t know how.
It’s about the push and pull, the fear behind the walls, and the hope, fragile, but persistent, that someone might still stay.
“Forever On This Road” is a confession. A test. A prayer.

Forever On This Road

I'll take you to a place where everybody knows your name

You left your hoodie in my Civic again
Still smells like chlorine and unsaid things
I watched the moths attack my porch light
And thought, yeah, that’s probably love

Your voicemail's just a sigh and two seconds of wind
I saved it anyway

I built a shrine from Busch Light cans and dead cassette tape
Tuned my heart to open D and watched it snap
You always said I cared like a forgotten state
So I drew your name in dust on the welcome mat

There’s an opossum in the gutter again
He’s got your stare and my old shoes
I tried to name him something tragic
But he just hissed and chewed through the past

Every love song sounds like dial-up now
Just waiting for it to connect

I built a drum from all our shared anxieties
Kicked it gently ‘til my ankle cracked
You told me once that grief’s a Midwestern breeze
Soft, humid, and impossible to track

I carved our breakup date into a pizza box
Then used it as a sled on your old hill
Your dad saw me, said, “she’s not coming back, bud”
I just nodded and slid straight into the creek

All my flannel shirts are starting to molt
I guess I am too

I wrote our names in ketchup on a paper plate
Left it out for raccoons and abstract fate
You were always better at abstract things
Like feelings, and taxes, and how not to wait

And if I call you from the Kwik Trip payphone
Don’t pick up — just let it ring
I’ll leave a whisper in the static
Something small. Something Midwest. Something with wings.

The corn is listening, anyway
And so’s your cat, probably

I stacked old zines like bricks around my grief
Lit 'em up with a Bic and some unsent tweets
You always knew how to say things sweet and bleak
I just mumble in 3/4 time and leave


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Hello! 
I'm Ricky Helfgen, a passionate guitarist and singer from the picturesque town of Illingen in Saarland, Germany. For 35 years, music has been my loyal companion, guiding me through countless moments of joy and inspiration. Now, I'm thrilled to embark on a new adventure: My Acoustic Project. This journey, which began in June 2023 with the release of my song 'On the Sea,' is an exciting exploration of new melodies and musical landscapes. I create both instrumental pieces and singer-songwriter compositions. While the destination remains a mystery, the path is filled with endless possibilities. I can't wait to see where the music will take me next. I would be delighted if you would join me on this journey.

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