Where to go when you have no one to be with,
lost with the sky and here I am still smirking.
Missing everything which didn’t belong to me,
I am nothing but an untouched muse.
With every string I play, I bleed cutting my hand.
So done with the air, my life and love.
My feet are shivering, my hands have no one to touch,
you make mine, to be awaken.