There’s no need for another revolution
...Meandering about...
Weary minds fall asleep and then there’s heaven
No depth in the vein of a dream,
Only our Sun that shines inside out.

And there’s no step that can be undone
No light that can be unfolded,
Stop and think – there’re only two ways:
The way of the living and the way of the dead.

Would you reach for my hand in silence
If I told you a lie?
So much so that everything we used to know
within and without
shivers in the whispers that die.

No depth in the vein of a dream,
Only our Sun that shines inside out.
Weary minds fall asleep and then there’s heaven
...Meandering about...
There’s no need for another revolution!

And if the story ends with a blast
Weary minds will see and read and pierce the night
And the shackles of time will forevermore stand broken
As we meander about...
And depleted we fight!

For there’s no step that can be undone,
No light that can be unfolded,
Stop and think – there’re only two ways:
The way of the living and the way of the dead.

Depleted we fight!