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
Because 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
