One way, without finding a goal
Faith, without ever believing
Understanding, without ever asking
Failure, without ever starting.
The war that I saw,
the suffering without any blood,
was not with weapons
was just our thoughts.
The attacks on two, three, more sides,
drew their paths.
The song that I hear in my heart,
the pain that I see,
the conversations that can be heard,
the doors which were never open.
Confused and with no line, no path.
To believe what everyone would have thought
to understand, what everyone would have understood,
to do what everyone would ha