The Discomfort of Doubt

An other day in the cruel life of a broken father
The inconsolable person, stretching his arms
On his road to justice, crying has lost its purpose

And he kept on saying that the fight will worsen
while wondering if he still is the same person
Still remembering that moment that could have changed everything

His finger and the gun, time shouldn't have run
Guilt came into the game unnoticed and without a shame
He's the one, he's the one to blame

And I wanted to be sure that I know what I'm searching for in this dark place
It's still a surprise when you look into this world containing so much unspoken words
Cowardly complaining and shouting, convinced of prejudgments
The subtle take-off of words, words of fallen birds

When hatred supersedes love we're defining violence with a price
Money for bombs, the body killer. A price for love, the mind killer
And when you shake up my mind with your meddling thoughts
The unspoken words will again show us what time has brought

To the hero of the broken space without grace I say you will not chase me
I might have found what I'm looking for. I will not change
To the hero of the broken space without grace I say you will not change me
I might have found what I'm looking for. I will not change

If I touch the light, I'm absent, if I touch the dark I'm awake
Those fights I wish to forget, but in fact, I always regret
Waiting for someone to answer for this void
Or remembering the person that created this void

And if my son comes down to my house I'm so afraid he'd leave me
If he leaves me my heartbroken face will expand
Expand as a flooding river that touches its banks

And if my son comes down to my house I'm so afraid he'd leave me
If he leaves me my heartbroken face will expand
Expand as a flooding river that touches its banks

The banks write history and I escape
Say hello to the void again