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