Darker yet darker
Everything aroud me gets
Not seeing the light anywhere me yet
But be it by chance or by will
I stumble upon two souls on a hill
Aware not of me nor of each other
I ask both "who is he?"
"I don't remember" says one
"I don't want to know" says the other
So through me
they befriend one another
By getting closer
I manage to see the red thread
Suddenly I remember that
this is not my story
I'm just walking by
One of them asks me
"can two dark make a light?"
As an answer I smile and say goodbye
I was just walking by
But as I get down the hill
Looking up to the sky
I can't help but smile  
Seeing two dark that make a light
But this is not my story
This is not my light
I'm just walking by

As I stand here now I know
Here at the edge of this world
Hanging on a cliff of my own
As I rest my eyes on a poor soul
I think
I cannot fall
I cannot fail
So I ghater my forces
that aren't there
And I get up, I prevail
I get closer and see another soul
Its saying it doesn't care
Its saying it should be there
It says he doesn't want to remember
As he leaves perhaps to never be back
I get close to at least try
Soothe the remaining soul mind
As it says to me crying
"In the end two dark can't make a light"
"not for long"
I respond
But as we stand here broken
At least now we know
Nothing changes
Everything repeats
And all that's left
Its just a broken wish

In this unforgiving world
There is one thing searched by every soul
In this meaningless life
Everyone searches for is own light
Be it happiness
Be it love
Most people fail
Most people forget
Whats like to search for the red thread
Being swallowed by the void
Their desire gets destroyed
So they end up meaningless
Just like life

Lingering shadow of the past
On this beach made of broken glass
We meet again at last
Here in front of a sea of lost hopes
Flickering dark of the night
I lost my light
Again
I torment myself over you
long gone ghost
Of the self I once was
But maybe changing
Its just aging
After all I always end up wishing for death

Here i will boast
About the family that I chose
About what's just a friday to the most

Cloudy night
Everything is alright
As a bottle of wine falls
On what's left of a table
that has lived it all
Rolling a joint
Making a point
On a too small of a couch
A moment of happiness
A moment in which all makes sense
A moment in which nothing matters
A moment of laughter
A moment of tears
That's all you'll find here
Hit the joint
Drink the wine
Everything is fine
Again
And be ready to restart
tomorrow  it's Saturday night

I obsess
over all the thoughts
going through my head
i obsess and obsess
over every single thing
in a life that could never be
i obsess and obsess and obsess
until my head becomes a mess

Full of doubts
in a life
i know nothing about
my mind takes me on a journey
through my deepest desires and fears
through endless possibilities
but with the hand i got
i feel everything's for naught
i feel like a point
through which time passes
maybe i've lost too many chances
so in a sleepless night
once again
a thought to me clings
"i'm thinking of ending things"

i write this drunk and high
but still somehow
fully aware
of how it's just
too much to ask

i write in hope of a kiss
in hope of less cowardice
i act in hope of saving everybody
to me dear
and in hope of less fear
lastly i think
in hope of an impossible future
granted to me
oh so clear
by one too many beers