Today I don’t feel the same,
everything is lost
or has it been?
You may walk into the light
or stay here by my side,
either way I’m glad or am I?
Emotions controlling in sadness, die.
Evolving, grey glasses, impostor heart.
Controlling, imagine white.
Everything is grey,
my heart is made of clay,
its captivating me.
I scream a lot of «Hey!»,
dont cross the river babe,
stay and hold me.