Rooms, as big as train station halls,
walls as high as skyscrapers
the ceiling somewhere up there
eaten alive by the darkness of the night

And somewhere in there
there's us
Two little dots in a spiderweb

It's us
plus
the silence
that is too loud
to be comfortable

Hands are numb
from the freezing wind
blowing steadily from the east
but we're not leaving

I'm still trying to save you

From not feeling a thing
from letting the numbness
reach your heart
and from the demons inside your head

I'm talking, on and on and on
every word feels just more wrong
and so does this emotionless you
I don't make sense anymore
in what I am saying,
but it doesn't matter
cause there's nothing more to say
that would change a thing.

Still I'm trying -
Why?

It's on you, my dear,
only on you

I can try to help,
I can support you
when your legs are too weak
to carry the weight of your body and soul,
the weight of a whole black and blue world.

But it's you who has to get up and walk
out of the dark clouds holding your soul
out of the icy cold of this lifeless rooms,
out of the house that is no longer a home

Der erste Versuch auf Englisch - was sagt ihr? Ich würde mich wie immer über Sternchen und Rückmeldungen freuen!

Love, B