just in time
the sun is piercing through the dust
just in time
we're raising our sketchy heads
delivered we are from a game gone too far
seems the jaws of death have missed us
delivered we are to a world lost in time
can anyone believe us?


broken spirals
scattered stones
we are


my arms turn into branches
awaiting the rapture
we're back at the drawing board
just in time


surrounded by the fallen stars
that need to burn inside like cigarettes
in an ashtray full of dead galaxies
we are made again


we're numbers to count
we're stories to write
we're future celebrations
words of consolation
before the guilt goes down


we're shivering sounds
we're scary red eyes
we're broken limbs in piles
awaiting to be photographed
when the light is fine


we're people undone
frozen with harm
afraid to come to terms
with our human nature


it's just one
of many times


surrounded by the fallen stars
that need to burn inside like cigarettes
in an ashtray full of dead galaxies
we are made again

there’s nothing
there’s only eyes
a taste of frozen air in my mouth
it's a delusion, they would say
just like an urge to stay alive
alive
inside
alive
inside
slightly more than alive


escape, escape, escape
tread on beasts lying around
fuel the tanks
you know there’s nothing to it
it’s your bad time
kiss your wife goodbye
drown your screams
like a dog in a bag
you know there’s nothing to it
you know there’s nothing to it


I’ve nearly forgotten
I’ve nearly wiped it out
but there’s too many ways
just too many ways inside
I’ve nearly forgotten
I’ve nearly wiped it out
but there’s too many ways
too many ways inside


no matter what you see
there’s not much to see
no matter what you feel
there’s not much to feel
in this uninhabited, cosy hell on earth
no matter how hard you may try
try to take a grip and put your legs down
and run, run away from this make-believe
no matter what you fake
what smiles you give
what lies you use to put
your demons at ease
in this uninhabited, cosy hell on earth
no matter how hard you may try
try to take a grip and put your legs down
and run, run away
keep looking around
you know
the boy is trapped inside
the boy is trapped inside
again


all the scratches on my skin
invisible in the morning light
all the scratches on my skin
invisible in the morning light


I’ve nearly forgotten
I’ve nearly wiped it out
but there’s too many ways
just too many ways inside
I’ve nearly forgotten
I’ve nearly wiped it out
but there’s too many ways
too many ways inside


now that you’ve lost your mind
we give you back your heart
your heart
it’s useless and that’s because
it’s way too small to fall
apart

sit down and stand up
clear off, come right back
rotate, disintegrate
I'm only killing time
take bows, don't panic
take shapes, be nothing
be next to nothing
a point between my eyes


now that you've finally had enough
you see how lucky you are
it’s me before your very eyes
still there’s nothing to change at all
now that you've finally had enough
you see I’m on your side
it’s me before your very eyes
still there’s nothing to change at all


you see the others would come and go
but I'm set in my ways
see there’s nothing to change at all
this game's called square number one


be there
only when I’m somewhere else
be there
only when I’m somewhere else


the very moment I give you back
all that is not down
uneasy objects start floating
like a swarm of dead flies
keep drilling your holes
get ready to get my pain
it’s a simple game
the very moment I give you back
all that is not down
uneasy objects start floating
like a swarm of dead flies
keep drilling your holes
get ready to get my pain
it’s a simple game


now that you've finally had enough
you see how lucky you are
it’s me before your very eyes
still there’s nothing to change at all
now that you've finally had enough
you see I’m on your side
it’s me before your very eyes
still there’s nothing
to change


is it that you’ve finally had enough?
there’s no one on your side
there’s nothing in your very eyes
see there’s nothing

it seems okay now
but it’s easier when you breathe
one-way footprints and a bottle of sand
one book too many
on a line that you may reach
but it moves only further as you float around


back down
I’m under your feet
so many stones the time has thrown
end up in the sea


we live and die with the shadows we can’t outrun
no matter the light
and the very same gravity that scatters the sand
holds us down


it’s all about
the count of breaths you take
the less I speak the more you understand
we come and we go
but what’s there in between?
man-made structures
as big as the grains of sand


back down
I’m under your feet
so many stones the time has thrown
end up in the sea


we live and die with the shadows we can’t outrun
no matter the light
and the very same gravity that scatters the sand
holds us down

a storm has crushed my favourite star
the light to help my body grow
possibly maybe, here we are
it’s just a waste of time
come and go
the mirrors make my body flat
and hide the plasters on my arms
a speck of hope's been left ashore
but no one cares
cares at all


in the world of convenient spells
my morning feet are numb
the question so incomplete
the answer never to be found
the shutter so low, we're bound
to come up the way we are
the question so incomplete
the answer never to be found


so I'm back home
to give back all I've got
and dust the surface clean
and feel


the plasma in my blood
the salt in my sweat
the cross-section of my veins
the water in my breath
the universe at large
sifting through my hands
ever so intangible
but never so immense
so I give my loudest cry
before my voice turns dead
hoping to reverse the tide
in the face of nothingness


holy water drunk in cups
is filling up your lungs
a day that never comes again
a story told thousand times
it’s fine, it’s good enough
I'll rest till I’m alive
a day that never comes again
a story told thousand times


so I'm back home
to give back all I've got
and dust the surface clean
and get my senses back
so I'm back home
reading all my life
inked on paperstrips
for the last time


the plasma in my blood
the salt in my sweat
the cross-section of my veins
the water in my breath
the universe at large
sifting through my hands
ever so intangible
but never so immense
so I give my loudest cry
before my voice turns dead
hoping to reverse the tide
in the face of nothingness

I think I guess I can say
they like to come out at night
trying to get away
moving slowly
to reach the points
I've left behind


I guess I can say
they cross the borderlines
I've drawn to see if there's
anything beyond
and above
and inside it all


oh what a nice pair we are
the force that moves their legs
keeps my mind in one place
just to hold on


but when there's no one around
it might get strange at times
you might feel out of place
my lights are on


my precious I
the reason left outside
this time we meet in another place

all the moments, all the whiles
all the fingerprints of mine
crowded streets and empty souls
burn to nothing, nothing as we go
nothing as we go

make sure to count your regrets before it's over
and bury them in a place you'll never find
just let it thrive on your own neglect
make sure to count your regrets before it's over
and bury them in the centre of the sun
just let it thrive on your own neglect

with every step, every breath
I feel we're getting closer
close your eyes, let it go above the sky
with every step, every breath
a million moments older


so lost for words we are
just like newborns
brought to life
that's not dying away
so lost we are
just like newborns
under the sun
that's not fading away


that's not dying away
that's not fading away

heavy rain drops climbing up your face
making shelters, taking shapes
that's why, stop waiting for something else
has the never-ending started yet?
does it always start with such a gentle storm?


it's just like being here and now
but never making it on time
you had a yellow dress
but the film was black and white
I've found a proper way to hide
carving stone, collecting flies
that happened to fossilize
in my pockets


moving backwards, spinning out of time
getting older, drawing perfect lines
moving backwards, drawing perfect lines


it's more than a sum of accidents
hiding behind the stars
that's measuring the space between us
wherever you are
a moment here
a day afar
a year inside a star
outside the ways that feed us


it's more than a sum of accidents
hiding behind the stars
that's measuring the space between us
wherever you are


now that the lights are out
the world stops being what it seems
there's only a part of me waiting
now that the noise is down
I'll touch you with my phantom limbs
there's only a part of me waiting
of all different shapes and sounds
moments worth spending here
there’s only a part of me
waiting for the sign


drifting back and forth
knowing what's left to see
a while that should last forever
suspending all my disbelief
so far
suspending all forever and ever


it's more than a sum of accidents
hiding behind the stars
that's measuring the space between us
wherever you are
a moment here
a day afar
a year inside a star
outside the ways that feed us


now
we're looking at places and times
moments inside a star
outside the ways that feed us
now

is this all that we can see?
short-sighted from fear of getting blind?
my hand outside all my beliefs
I’ll keep waiting for the sign