All I have is your voice on the phone But it is not enough All I have are some pictures in black and white And a coloured one It's time to realise that this is no film It's time to realise there is no happy end It's not the feeling that makes me thinking But rather the hopelessness of the now It's not the meaning that makes me thinking But rather the hopelessness of the now The agitation Follows the calmness Strange emotions makes Me completely blind Consequences Never rules anymore A whole remains Like a deep deep sore There's no excuse for all the doings There's no statement for this cause Crying to break the bonds of all my doubts To understand this hope It depends on us What we will make it free from thinking Is it wrong or is it right? We will find out in the course of time