Who are we?
Why are we so small?
Is anybody out there?
I search for you

Loss in exchange
of a meaningless life
behind every wooden door
finding unhappiness
enduring the pain of existence
trying to find a meaning
to all this sadness
to the pain inside my chest
only to find oblivion
cause we are nothing

Why do we grow?
Why do we get lost?
Why do endings exist?
Is this world to much?
Is anybody out there?

Why does our chest fill with nothing?
In the search for answers
inside a blue maze,
i didn’t notice the glory,
but this is the glory too.

These are the answers
I search for you
Birth and Death
Pain and Regret
Eternity and Oblivion
Tears and Joy

I don’t know why
I search for you