When it's always the same No matter which direction And you're staring so hard But only see reflections Then it's between the world and me Clarity emptied out The familiar becomes strange And drowns me in doubt We tried to translate what we felt But the words came out like a strike of lightning They are claiming the norm But feelings aren't statistics And reducing the truth While making it simplistic It's the unlit night sky I crave The drifting, silent hours To uncover other doors And restore what was ours We tried to translate what we felt But the words came out like a strike of lightning