Besedila: Just Went Black. Embracing Emptiness. Crossing Reason.

I just can't
spread my arms
as wide as i still love you
and for gods sake i have to admit

it's just how the wise and old say
love's not dying
love's not dying
love is not dying

it's thick water
pouring into all directions
but when the tide goes out
i just can't stand that silence
here i lie - with no emotion
eating up myself - all night
as i try to interpret
every - single - word you wrote

it's a constant fear
a constant state of selfishness

miles to go - to find myself
mountains to climb - to overview it all
ages left - to stick to - sincere ideas
on top of nothing - it's hard to see a light
on top of nothing

i was born, i was raised
under a star of eagerness
walking with my fellows
faith and aspiration

take back, TAKE BACK
what belongs to me
what belongs to me