A clear direction with no target I'm running fast to be late as possible I hear most unsaid words Out of closed mouths I've seen the invisible I talked to the deaf a hundred times Their answers make no sense to me The synapses connect on their own I don't seem to be involved The heart is stumbling like a very old clock I recognized a stormy silence My mind is an immersed horizon While a restless freeze is coming over me I'm digging a deep hole And I'm throwing a ladder into it Better be prepared Since you can't trust anyone Not even myself The heart is stumbling like a very old clock I recognized a stormy silence My mind is an immersed horizon While a restless freeze is coming over me Like a fly trapped in a double-glazed window Composed by the forces of evil No way out - there was no way in Is it really happening - or is it me? Is it me, you talking to? Is it me, you talking to? My heart is stumbling While a restless freeze is coming over me Coming over me...