If you want me let me know,
there is more of me to show:
In shadows of reflections,
lost excuses of deceptions -
In sight I hide,
Just out of reach…
I can’t get away, the past repeats -
I can not see in the dark.
Through dusk I grind on shattered glass;
I try to hide in pride…
My mind is:
Just out of reach.
Mesmerised by the dark, tantalised by fantasies -
We don’t have time to wear these clothes:
The anxious story urgency,
carried memories we live today,
(dropped for another way).
Just out of reach…
I can’t get away, the past repeats -
I can not see in the dark.
Through dusk I grind on shattered glass;
I try to hide in pride…
My mind is:
Just out of reach.
Just out of reach…
I can’t get away, the past repeats:
Just out of reach…
Just out of reach…
Just out of reach…
Just out of reach…
Just out of reach…
Just out of reach…