| I’m rather calm
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| But sometimes
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| My anguish takes me far away
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| Dreamer, heartly
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| My memory is not so sane
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| Thoughtful, tolerant
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| The enemy is not outside
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| Sensitive, angry
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| The enemy’s not by my side
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| Anxious, proud
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| My enemy is there inside
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| Spiteful, curious
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| In another time I would have been burnt
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| Joyfull? |
| Happy?
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| Even today I’m not so sure
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| Darkly, darkly, all the sins in me
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| Are sleeping in the web of my brain
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| Slowly, slowly, all the dark in me
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| Is creeping over all my roots and veins
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| Sadly, sadly my uncontrolled sap
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| Time after time, it goes back and forth
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| Relentlessly, looking for my map
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| I try every state for what it’s worth |