The situation is difficult,
We are still gathering information
To know exactly, why it is best to do nothing.

It was boring, at times it was tough,
But you helped me with my stuff,
And I thank you.

Our days must begin and then end. Other than that, we are free to fill them with any ******* we care about and give that ******* any noble or funny or weird name we want. Furthermore, we are allowed to sincerely believe in all that and to have happy lives all along. But we don't.

My life is a living hell
In a dead paradise,
I'm looking up in falling down.

I am stuck, you see, I am stuck,
In the middle of a stupid attack,
And I am waiting.

A very hot shower,
Very cold thoughts,
A vapour off the walls,
The chill of final conclusions,
That's how a galaxy is born.

Something new is something old with a time stamp on it.
Sometimes this stamp is covered with a dust of millennia or even some ancient galaxies, but it's always there to be found.
There is nothing new, but us.