(written by Saskia Boree)
We're all drowning, not sincere
We're all circle on our path
There are darts, there are clues to gather
I think the key's allready in my head
But how to break it to decipher?
All I hear is the air, there's no answer
Swathe my heart with unguent
Roll my mind in scunner
Keep trying this spell, this thought
All in my own hands
Swathed my wounds in unguent
Bleeding tears, hiding all the strain
Keep trying to hide my pain
Trying to walk, hiding my demand
Don't swathe my wounds in unguent
You better get off my path
My key's still hidden in my head
For me it's all better
To have it all in my own hands
The attention from you all isn't sincere
How to break it to decipher?
Please get off my path
You all could better ignore me
It's better, please give my heart no answer
Produced by SJM-productions, 2007
