Every Single Day
EVERY SINGLE DAY
Caught in the middle of infinity
The endlessness of a billion words
A foreign body trying to find it's way
A renegade losing contact with his herds.
The days of hope are running out
The grace of mercy bleak and stale
I wonder how it could go so far
Is that the way we're going to fail
How can we tell what's reality
How can we tell what's the truth
Trying to save my heart of humanity
Is getting harder every single day.
The ether is filled with lies and hate
These are what's called „post-factual“ times
I always tried to listen to my heart
But balance is in danger of falling apart.
How can we tell...
The times are getting rough for people with open minds, open eyes and open hearts. :-(