I'm reading the book of memories
I hear myself laughing
My life was a fairy tale
Told by a fool
I didn't always know what I was doing want
But I knew how to get it
I took it easy, even when it got harder
It was a setting, a setting of new goals
My life was often like a game
Like a long journey without a destination
A search for who I am
The search, the search for meaning
My life was a book
I just had to write it
I wanted it all or nothing
I had to decide
Life was the answer
And I asked a lot of questions
And this endless mystery
Had endless things to say