Let it be, you didn't know what just hit you
Out of the grey or maybe it was always there
If you believe what lies beneath it is crucial
Hung out to dry only then will come to light
You drew a line the situation was messy
But as it appeared there wasn't room to move on
When I'm falling into a deep space
I never know why, safe in your direction
Between the mazes and the cold sky
What comes around in circles
Will never surely ever die
I keep on believing that you are halfway high
Memory hangs with a sense of purpose
Carries the script here til the bitter end
Sometimes we feel catching the missing pieces
Lost in the web of our own design
But when I'm falling into a deep space
I never know why, safe in your direction
Between the mazes and the cold sky
What comes around in circles
Will never surely ever die
I keep on believing that you are halfway high