we stare at the sun, until it blinds us.
no room for responsibility,
we're
too busy buying lies.
and this claustrophobia will
choke us, everytime we
try.
I've developed a fear for
everything, a fear for openness.
I slowly
start to hope.
as the sky turns red,
as the snow melts in our hands
Your
tears will lead us in,
and keep us warm and safe again
(And I will leave you
with just a word,
a word that litterally describes everything)
no room for responsibility,
we're
too busy buying lies.
and this claustrophobia will
choke us, everytime we
try.
I've developed a fear for
everything, a fear for openness.
I slowly
start to hope.
as the sky turns red,
as the snow melts in our hands
Your
tears will lead us in,
and keep us warm and safe again
(And I will leave you
with just a word,
a word that litterally describes everything)