So many times I thought of this So many times I saw it end Carved in threadbare signs The bitter taste of everything
The glowing torch is given back And now it sticks deep in my flesh From where it came and where it hurts The biggest part of me again
You follow your footprints in the sand And think that you are not alone But even if your hope is strong One day the rain will come
There are only broken things to share There are only taken things to give Beside this fruitful soil I rot And still lie to myself Nothing ever gets apart in this game