Lyric

I look at the world with tired eyes

I have seen too much, understood too little

There are cracks in my soul

Which time and nothing else can mend

I sink to the bottom like an old ship

Memories rub against my eyes like sleeping sand

Others see the surface

I feel its current, its cold

These are the traces that were left

When the wall broke from the inside

Silent earthquakes

Shaking without a sound

Scars draw boundaries -

That which was once whole

They glow in the dark

When I am left alone with my thoughts

I see rooms without doors

Light cannot find its way into them

The same film keeps rolling

The same words, the same mistakes

Sometimes it feels like nothing is holding

The earth is heavy, the sky is ragged

I'm made of the same wood as the others

But broken at different points

My cracks fit your cracks

As if they were meant to

These are the traces left

When the wall cracked from the inside

Silent earthquakes

Shaking without a sound

Scars draw boundaries -

What was once whole

They glow in the dark

When I'm left alone with my thoughts

The past is rust

It eats, but it also stains

It makes the landscape art

Gives the walls shadows and stories

Through the cracks the light passes

Not bright, but enough for me

They are part of the landscape

Patterns that time does not wash away

They tell where I've been

And what blackness remains