Es gab ein mahl, Wissenschaft

Es gibt einige zeite, wann ich mich selbst frage, ob was ich denke, dass ich weiss, ich wirklich weiss. 

Und dann, ich bin sicher, dass ich nichts weiss... Und als S. gesagt hat, das ist alles was ich weiss...

... Manchmahl, ich frage mich selbst, ob ich blind bin... Ob was ich sehe wirklich dort ist... 

... Vielleicht, ich sehe nur was ich sehen will... Vielleicht woruber ich sicher war, existiert nicht...

... Manchmahl, ich frage mich selbst, ob ich taub bin... Ob etwas klingt, die ich nicht hoeren will...

... Vielleicht, was ich zu ignorieren versuche, ist was mir sichern koennte... Vielleicht, was ich hoere hat niemahls geklingt, sondern es ist nur in meinem Kopf...

...Manchmahl, ich frage mich selbst, ob ich verrukt bin...

... Aber ich weiss diese anwort schon...

Habia una vez, a daily pill...

Y si escojo to aknoledge the fact que mi hipotesis inicial was true???
Que nececito external help, quimicos magicos destined to lighten meine graue Tage???
Wo bu zhidao...

I want to Stop acting... get real...
Pero la unica forma de ser real, es atraves de algo falzo...
Ich bin verbirrt... Nem Ertem...

Cada dia que pasa, I get a little more confused... Weiss nicht mehr, genau was ich machen sollte...
wo yao he wo nanpengyou zhu zai Vienna, buguo wo bu zhidao ruguo wo ta ai...
Wo aile(guo) ta, buguo xianzai, wo meyou yisi...

Talvez la senial esperada sera lo que necesito, maybe I'm waiting on an impossible...
Vieleicht was ich machen soll, ist nicht was ich gedacht habe.
Hai Keyi, ta he wo bu yao yichi shi...Nem Tudom...

Jenda!

Buguo, wo juede, wo yao xiabian...
I want Out...

Once upon an Open Heart

"... Shattered I stand... I belong to no one, for I belong to everybody.
I have been divided and spread, given away like a worthless good... I am empty, I am dead...
I gave up long ago, any attempt of trying. I want nothing, desire everything... "

... No, I refuse to accept that. I did not give you away! I never made you public property... You were lent to a few fortunate people, but when they refused to pay, the good was taken away, once again... You have a rightful owner, who gave up everything for you. That is where you want to be, that is what you should want...

"If that be true, then why do I ache at the sound of foreign words?... Why do I struggle, when it comes to forgetting?... Why is my armor rusting, unable to shine once again?... I have several owners, and they never payed me any respect, you would not let them... "

...But will you deny, that there is a part part that is still outstandingly radiant? The one part that has been taken care of? In time, this one little piece will be the only thing remaining. Everything else, will remain if not forgotten, then hidden in the shadow, locked behind heavy doors...

"Don't dare think that is so simple, it requires a great deal of effort. It narrows the impossible"

... Narrows it, but it never touches it...
Don't lose hope, is the only thing we have left...