A useless aim, so meaningless
To live a life yet not breathe the air
Sheer mortal foolishness
To dream of miracles and heavenly grace
An open eyed dream of castles in the air
To fall in love is not a charming spell
But a heartfelt will you made yourself
To create a God of an ordinary man
Is a colorful portrait you sketch yourself
To fall down and feel the pain
Teaches you how to rise up again
To climb the mounts in miles uphill
Why even try if u've to return to dusty grounds
The river ripples and runs its course
Although it eventually turns into vapoury clouds
To live a life with all righteousness
Wheres the fun if u’ve made no mistakes!
Lifes a ride, mix of good & bad surprise
Enjoying the run on two antiparallel tracklines
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