I can feel the energy you bring
I can see the fright in your eyes
and the experience of numerous goodbyes
there is no reason to sing
at least not for a while
the mirror tells no lies
tears of sorrow
fog up my reading glasses
making it hard to see
the letters that make up the words
of the message you sent
but I know
I´ve been around long enough
putting the glasses away for tonight
no need to read another word
what else is left to see
what else is left to do
what else is out there
for me
space
space
space
in the middle of the night
I drove myself to a deserted beach
the universe presents herself
handing me the moon
lighting up the surrounding landscape
and a skyless horizon
my eyes absorbing all there is to see
space
space
space
just because
you have a bullet in your head
doesn´t mean your dead
bone by bone
hair by hair
I am still a man
even if my mind
at this point in time
may not seem all there
to all of you
I am still here
I still know who you are
just because
you have a bullet in your head
doesn´t mean you´re dead
space
space
space
can you all see me above the moon tonight?
