i cannot live without this light
warm and deep inside of me
it makes me feel how life could be
will things be different now?
november comes into the deepest fog
like a velvet grey curtain
days became nights, nights my haven
stared at the sky, stuck at my lair
seasons change, time runs fast
but my mind is still warmer
and my spirit, like it shall forever be
how can i accept that we play a dangerous game?
you are the inspiration that i need
the most i think, the less i know
my heart is full of pain, my eyes of tears
like a broken dream, now i have to realize
p*ssion is not f*cking easy to control
this is the end of our chapter
how can i carry on?
because the pain is still there
why don’t take my hands?