I've got a toe Stepping on some unknown newness It's the last august That it's only The page that'll turn How can one go From taking everything for granted To not surely know I knew better five years ago Time will tell but mine is silent Don't know further than this island Where the seasons were predictable September 1st "the day of growth" But now the shadows Aren't just shadows anymore Will I get my black tiled kitchen? Will you be with me when instead Of lines we cross bridges? When the trenches fade away And it's just us On our own at the end of the day? Time will tell but mine is silent I don't know further than this island Where the seasons were predictable September 1st "the day of growth" But now the shadows Aren't just shadows anymore Uncertainty is suffocating I knew better When I was eighteen Don't ask me to relax I scheme things five years in advance Turns out nothing comes out precise When you've cut it with an ax It's so sad not to know where you are It's so scary not to know where to start I'm so fragile in a world I am forced to turn into art Time will tell, I might be deaf Can't find peace in my own land Where the seasons were predictable I used to follow my own advice But now the shadows No longer depend on light My fig tree Is so spread but will wither The more I grow The more I shiver I'm shrinking thinking of better years Better years Shrinking, thinking of better years Better years Better plans One night stands That's not the one I wish I am Great omens Lying lens Fireworks that spell "it all ends" It all ends here It all ends But it doesn't end here It didn't end