I watched the sky and
wondered why
It takes trouble to exist
I've tried to find solutions
But I did
not find no problem, no
What is space?
What is time?
Do we always follow a
hidden line?
Are we young ?
Are we
old ?
Entrophy - warm or cold ?
I
heard a mysterious voice
Screaming for its
baby - terrified
I felt the scream right in
my flesh
The chill made hair rise on my
neck
It is life that we've lost !
Not
the sense of all behind
We are here to stay,
not to save others souls - anyway
We've got
to know what will happen
We can't see what
will last
We've had some intercauses with
power
Not able to control
We played
with sparks and petrol
Keen on might - not
on what has been
Our mind's a matchbox to a
mountain
"Flying high - touch the sky"
There's definetely no answer to the question:
"Why ?"
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