Doors

Man, I'm just a man
Tired to this same routine
And everything that stay in between
Help, I call for help
Life is never what it seems
Ain't nothing like the real thing
Self, I'm by myself
I can't believe it's happening
I do not know what to think
Hell, I guess this is hell
I am confined, I'm in quarantine
I am the face of the disease

Everyday this whole thing makes me ill

Don't wish me well
Let me hear the sound of silence
One minute more
Is anybody else
Want to try to share this dream with me
In this evening
I'll be waiting
I won't shut the doors
I'm pouring salt on
Open wound

Dead, long time dead
I'm wandering around this place
I'm disappearing without a trace
Rest, it's time to rest
My head is running in full speed
And now I'm ready to forgive
Self, I'm by myself
I can't believe it's happening
I do not know what to think
Hell, I guess this is hell
I am confined, I'm in quarantine
I am the face of the disease

The promise of a new beginning