Nowhere to run
Long quiet river, strewn with thorns and romance
Sometimes the storm gives way to summer
Sometimes the wind stirs up my wounds
Coming to us, for once, as we need this sweet omen
Surroundings shall become like arms
Surroundings are wooden coffins
To live is to wait
Too far from ourselves, meeting in this place of too much consciousness, of too much materialness
Forever we stand, looking at the sun, inventing some sense for this wait to end, for these signs to mean something
We are the ones to walk the line
We are the ones to rule our life
We are the ones to improvise
We are the ones who know we die
All I wait is you
All I wait is you to make my life true
Tear me apart! Make me see what I miss!
Smash me down! Make me accept my fate, for f** sake!
Drag me in the mist, swallow this, digest, regurgitates
This wait is so long, some of us plunder the earth, others create some Gods just to... Go where we should?
But there is nowhere to run!
All life is await - and after centuries of mankind we're still at the same point
All these things that were never said because we can't accept it, we are too numb
All I wait is you