This wound by now should have healed
But only darkness covers the concealed.
Joyous memories, distant, far,
In the mirror a painful scar.

I walk around, happiness I see
stirs sadness, what no longer be.
Time failed, scars remain.
Indifference, grief, shame.

I have something to give,
Who will accept it?
It’s most precious to me, can you see?
People walk by, most are blind,
But some take notice: “Not for me”.
I hear the complaints: people in want.
I can fill the void, just see me.
Give, to the one next to me, I tried,
But, again, my offering denied.
Now to anyone who wants to see
Look in my hands, this gift, me.

I remember the darkness, it's in the past
On with the journey, I repaired the mast.
Smiles and sun grow as the wind blows
We might grow old, be happy, who knows?

Then you looked back, a smile a tear
of things left behind, you bring them back near.
Storms and lightning, darkness returns
as your heart, into the past yearns.

Take my hand and don't be scared
to the dark place we go.
Creaky doors, cob webs and dust
It's okay, we'll take it slow.

You see eyes in darkness stare
Tremble, sweat, no more air.
Your hand tightens, you are brave
with me to lift you from this grave.

Our love shines brighter than fear,
Exposed it is, the monster near.
Chained its neck, pulled its teeth,
You are free from what’s beneath.

Now take my hand and catch my tears
To my dark place, to my fears.

Once it was strange and I was afraid,
No more, familiar, my bed I made.
Cold in the night, cold in the day
Time is lost, I lost my way.

Sometimes I smile when her rays hit me,
This rare occurrence reminds me I'm free.
Choose I can, to stay or to run.
How I long for my skin in the sun.

On my horse away I go
To adventure I do not know.
Up and down, faster faster
Of this beast I am the master.

Thrills and screams fade with age
Deep down in me is born a rage.
The journey replays, the same reel.
One big circle, plastic and steal.

I reach out to a girl, a smile,
Her adventure died back a while.
I take her hand, we'll escape,
This journey with a circular shape.

Find real horses, we could find pain
Real adventure, all in vain?
We must, afraid, get on the beast
Destination trivial, we'll go East.

On the edge of a chasm I stand.
I walked here, behind me familiar land.
Of what is beyond stories I’ve heard
In my obsession I hear every word.
Treasure, adventure, fiery dragons slain
Few hear the parts of perseverance and pain.
What awaits me? Should I take this step?
My next step is small, return I cannot.
Fear holds my ankles, I have to or rot.

Something had to die and die it did,
To loosen the ties of the fear’s grip.
Forget what’s behind or simply don’t care,
I will take this leap to the place of nowhere.