Everything seems so unreal.
Everything seems impossible.
And you think there is no way out.
You make an impression in the water.
But then it closes up again.
When your tears mingle with the rain and slowly fill your thoughts.
You think of the time when you wanted to conquer.
The space between the walley and the mountain.
The space between the earth and the sky.
And the wind blows through the mess that used to be your mind,
and you think there's no way out.
You see the sun shine in the water.
But then it closes up again.
In every life some rain must fall, but I think I've had enough
