when all is dark

there are no points of reference

and we no longer navigate

by the stars

we just end up somewhere



...nowhere...



where lights are dim

and shades of black are grey

time appears like a golden calf

while the moments slip away

a search for the freedom in the future

when the hours fall behind

I can always die

another day

desperately I seize tomorrow

all out of my reach

that is what I learned

this is what I teach

corruption seems to flourish

while promises decay

where lights are dim

and shades of black are grey



where lights are dim

and shades of black are grey

from the moment of arrival

we are led astray

with nothing but a distant cry

from deep within a soul

a wordless voice

to guide us on the way

desperately we name the voice

and make the cries our own

as if to deny the fact

that we are all alone

in solitude we mingle

disillusioned we fall prey

where lights are dim

and shades of black are grey



I can always live

another day...