How did we get here?
(Here. In this land.
The land of the broken hearts
Easy lies
And forgotten toy parts.

Where we seem to be still standing
Except in delirious moments,
Life doesn’t seem understanding.

Land of dark nights
Smeared eyeliner
And city heights

Surely it can’t have been more then one year
As we drift into
This land of here)

I really don’t know. How do we get anywhere?
(Anywhere. In this land
Everything being but this.
Truth
Yes I’m sure it still exists.

Where we can smile to the world
Not hide
Slowly come unfurled

Land of truth and understanding
Love
Light expanding

Surely this is near
Together we will
Search for this land of anywhere)

I have no idea, which is weird, because I seem to be moving.
(Moving. On, forward, to the ahead.
Just living life
One second
Passing through the strife

Where we are, we cannot define
Blurring tears
Black and white, where is the line?

But it is starting
Movement
Slowly onward departing

I must say, in your love there’s no room for improvement
Changes
We face. This life of movement.)