i see life behind these transparent sheets, these hidden blinds before me.
They keep me at a distance from the world, the protect me – from what I don’t know.
For every uncertainty, my sheets are with me, for each surety they leave me.
I’m waiting until these sheets wear out, for then i will see clearly.
only i wish to see and to be protected as one.
am i to break through and see and learn from my pains?
i’m constantly waiting until me sheets disapear..
until then, i’m waiting – for things to reappear.