Anfang

Modern times, our minds are akin'
yet another day unwinds
where’s the line, if I can’t take it
maybe just because we’re blind
Easy comfort, easy love and no protection
universe of meaningless events.
Easy money, crazy living, burning faces
hopelessly afraid to start again.
Now when’s the time for me to wake up
falling out and endless sky
try to find the golden timeline
maybe that’s just all you need.