passenger
(c.gatsogiannis)
i
donīt know where i live - where i stay,
through the stars i found a road to drive me far away,
when the shadows come - the strangers are forgiven,
do you need love? iīll give you some,
itīs not forbidden...
as i pass these doors my future seems uncertain,
one more fool plays god - it doesnīt heavenend,
through the stars i found a road to drive me far away,
to forget the guilty thoughts,
that i never made...
one more passenger, one more silence, one more dream,
does it make any sense? do we have to think?
one more sailor, one more fire, one more fight,
same thoughts, same drive, same suicide...
losing one more fight,
wasting all my life - at all,
now iīm on my own,
the things we shared are gone - again,
through the stars i found,
dirty and empty floors - iīm happy,
one more laxative and one more misanthropist.