Black Spring Rising

Now I think it’s not
Oh I assume all the risks
Two is closer
Two
At least I would know for sure
That I
That I can’t decide myself
How much time have I wasted in a day?
How much to be discovered inside of my head
Will I have this chance to find something
Something new inside of me
No more counting but slow
From now, until I die
Instead of looking outside
Inside, it’s so that I feel
I get lost on time
But at least I’ve the surprise
To be
How much time have I wasted in a day?
How much to be discovered inside of my had
Will I have this chance to find something
Somthing new inside of me