For how long, it is you and me together?
For how long, you and me are friends?
For how long, it really didn’t matter?
For how long, I do matter ‘when it ends’?
It’s stupid, It’s endless, and because of that,
it’s going on my mind for ages.
I don’t like it, I can’t defeat it, and because of that,
I write my pages.
I don’t mind thinking twice,
about how it all would go,
I do mind thinking twice,
that I dón’t really want to know,
But my mind is running circles,
round and round and up each hill,
But I really can’t succeed them,
because nothing can fulfill
I lost my mind, I lose my head,
but I’m actually the same
And after years I know you know me,
and will see who I became
But nów I’m thinking endless,
about you and me, and ‘thrown’
It’s that really moody monster,
some day all of us have known
His name is also strong in distance,
strong in fights and strong in pain
And it overrules emotion,
where it stays and will remain
Many times I thought I killed it,
overruled it in my head
But I made a big mistake,
and now I’m still looking ahead
It sneaks in, it walks out,
sadly with you on his side
I see you both fading in distance,
and ‘thrown’ is full of pride
He has got you, you’ve been taken,
now it’s only by distance
But soon will follow, more directions,
without any resistance
It makes me sad, it makes me cry,
it even breaks my heart
It makes me simply want to talk,
but not knowing where to start
It makes me think as weird as possible,
and figuring out ‘why do I care’
And nót knowing the answer,
I start screaming ‘it’s not fair’!
That’s where the circle seems to end,
but where it certainly begins
Different thoughts are straight in line,
never nowing which one wins...