Excelsior

I can’t quite understand what I’m seeing thru the windows
I’ve been locked inside since the day I was born
I won’t insist in this chitchat because the tick tacks just made me go insane
and I know I got carried away
I’ll tell you a story: maybe it is just ordinary
I’m the one you think you know
In a second i might bend, with no second thoughts in my head
Just let me know: what are your thoughts on «sinners and saints»?
Just staying idle with no guts to write a story
I’d rather die if I won’t ever tell a story
I am setting fire
I feel my soul is even higher: you shall not cross that line
But this time it feels like it’s all burning and there’s no water
We didn’t want it anyway
In the higher state of mind I see the things so differently
If I share some thoughts with you, I don’t think there’s much you can do
I know I’ve seen the silver linings anyway but I bump my head into the wall you
built around us
Over and over again, I swear, I will tell that story
We are only sailing further, this ship is sinking, no control
You’re no longer the captain!!! You’re the iceberg!
So crash and burn onto me because I am only standing strong and my spirit is
sacred and my soul is about to burn!