Even when I sometimes run out of power
and I am threatened by drowning, then it holds my head above water
when live shits on me
even the thinnest rag turns into a bulletproof armor
every straw I reach
even the smallest one, keeps on my feet
and if it hurts, then it's: gritting one's teeth
until the grossest is over
So I lay my head into the lap of destiny
and I place everything I have on infinite
my lucky number and collect my winnings from death
For as long as it keeps beating
and I still stand upright
I even sail against the wind
on an ocean much too rough, because my heart tells me, that there is still something going on
And even when it hurts then:
It is okay, then it is okay, it is okay
because there is still something going on, still more going on
when I hear how it beats
Hear what it tells
Even in the deepest darkness a spark becomes a fire
senseless hate it turns into friendship
stupidity into comprehension - moments infinite
unworthy becomes precious and dear
air castles become real houses
pessimists become childish dreamers
it is much to big to not forgive you
for bruises are healed by the time, even if you have been disappointed dreadfully
it dries the tears in the wind, even if sometimes a live ends where a live begins
because destiny defines the rules
I dedicate myself
With each of its beats
it takes my to where i am going
it makes me understand
why i am breathing and living