Temporary - Informatik

Thoughts in my head of the end that awaits me

No turning away I hope and I pray for one more day

When all has been said the sum equals nothing

The endless debate of free will and what’s fate won’t solve a thing

You and me are nothing more than temporary

You are me, there’s no wall it’s all imaginary

People I see so lost in the shuffle

Caught up in the game they cannot escape the cage they’ve made

Day after day we fight and we squander

The more that we take the further we stray from what we need

We, we are running out of time

What are we all waiting for?

What are we really running from?