This summer has felt rather strange.
The days just feel like they are passing by while i sit down.
I feel like time is passing, going without me, and i dont know where to go,
in the moments that have dissapeared.

Something ends,
and i dont know where to begin,
im trapped in the same circle again.

Is this the beginning or the end, and where are the in-betweens?
how do you get there? how did I get here? and how must I ask
do I escape the circle, I have entered.
The circle that encircles me, that I let take me down.

You can't pull me, you can't push me,
I won't let anyone walk away with me,
I will walk first. I will escape where you cannot find me,
No path to follow, no hint, or tracks to find.
I will dissappear
and you will wonder. But I never will.
I never will look back, because I dont want to try.
Who invented trust, and who was first to break it?
and why now must it destroy everyone else into
not being able to even find it anymore.
Someone sends me a rope but i wont grab onto it.
I only believe that I can find my way, without anyone.
Because eventually they drag you into some deep dark hole
and bury you alive,
who survives that? and who wants to try to?

Your alone even if you take the rope.

There is this thing they call the Earth,
where people come and go
but heres the truth
you come into it, into life alone,
and you go it alone,
and when your gone,
dying
ending
you have no one to die in that moment with you.

Together-people are just as alone as lonesome people.

Your all lost.
Trying to find a way.
But really, where's the exit?
Where is the escape?

And the circle never ends. and the circle never breaks.

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