i´ve lost my passion
to quest the stars
i felt affected
and all worn out
i quitted being loud
the pain it didn´t grow
but it became so constant
my heart kept beating on
but i didn´t really care
i´m not illuminated
in any sense of the word
but i´ll never be able
to sedate myself
i´ll always have a point of view
if this is getting old
then i´ll fight to be young at heart
the childish ways i walk
will always make sense to me
i prefer to die in glory days
then live a life that´s billable
i´ll never question my standards ... again
never
nothing i would change
i´m holding on
and move along
even though i´ll never have time
to enjoy the advantages in life
when others will never have access to mine

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