The Line

I walk alone

on desserted roads

Where my fear of loss is exposed

Out in the distance

I can see the line

That marks the ending of what we know

I'm so used to hitting dead ends

But I don't want to loose anymore friends

While everything I love Is hanging by a thread

I'm afraid to let you go

Can't help myself from setting our end in stone

We will fall to pieces but I guess we'll go

On with the show

As I stand

At the finish line

I finally start to realize

I've been so blind

For all this time

Cause all these fears are in my mind

No matter what we will surrvive

Nothing will force us to leave this all behind

Cause we create our own finish lines

I'm letting my fears go

And will no longer set the ending in stone

The end may come but until then we'll go

On with the show

I'm so sick of overplanning it all

When clouds will build and how every rain drop falls

Im so tired of loosing sleep

I think it's time for me to get back up on my feet

Fuck these lines inside my head

That make me think that the future is set

We'll draw these lines on our own

The futures in our hands and in our own control

At the top of the stairs the air seams rareified

And not suprisingly nothing's there

What you believe is true

Make of it whatever you want

A puzzle where all the pieces fit does not need sorting

The impossible is real right before you're eyes

See it

The hardest thing for science to prove

Is that the universe is an instantanious whole

Easy of mind comes from feeling part of it