The Step Away

Too brief to know my name

i wander the roads of this life

too weak to say "i'll quit this game"

- so-called-feelings are holding me tight

'cause fear replaces

your wishes and solid mind

and likely embraces

your soul and dries your tears

but finally it's me that i see

in the mirror - a friend of mine

and finally i can drop my fancy dress

and live for the first and last time

and finally i'm becoming

by leaving this world behind

and finally i can say "i quit this game"

instead of flowing down so blind