Opposite way

With a birds-eye view, from above, I'm losing all sense of boundary line
These make believes, and empty signs, I never pay them any mind

It's funny how sometimes you end up, on the opposite way, of the plans that you've drawn
I know it is nonsense to be there, it's a fucked up path, that I've ended up on

Just because it seems obvious, doesn't mean it's yours, no it doesnt mean it's done
what difference does it make afterall, if you're not in the middle to reach it anymore
Just because you've been good before, doesnt mean you're cleaned up, doesnt mean you're clean

Names on all the paintings are gone, faded by bleaching clay
These make believes and empty signs, never liked them anyway

It's funny how sometimes you end up, on the opposite way,of the plans that you've drawn
I know it is nonsense to be there, it's a fucked up path, that i've ended up on

Just because it seems obvious, doesn't mean it's yours, no it doesnt mean it's done
what difference does it make afterall, if you're not in the middle to reach it anymore
Just because you've been good before, doesnt mean you're cleaned up, doesnt mean you're clean

65 days at the wheel, no one in the rearview mirror
Dived within your soul for a while, scared to dive within my own
With the couple of bucks that I have left, tried to reach you on the payphone
Six Years, not a word between us, I bet we're still on the same wavelength

Infinite skyline
Time to draw your own

It's been 65 days hanging out,can't get rid of the voices
Let's try deeper in the northeast rain, further in the random drives
Vanishing at dawn is ok, break away if it gets heavy
Dived within your soul for a while, scared to dive within my own

Infinite skyline
Time to draw your own

Unwrite my name on every page,unbounded provinces ahead
I have been chasing for the feeling that multiplies the innocence
Should i go deeper in this state, for I have nothing left to lose
Ii need to dive within your soul so I can disappear from sight

See the early evening rising above towns ignoring
I was a very quiet boy during these hard traveling days
But the thoughts I have in mind oh dear
Thoughts I have in mind oh dear

Now let me count the days that I have been wandering on my own
And I'll let you speak your mind till you get rid of this weight
Did you say these words on purpose ? now here comes the storm
Did you say these words on purpose ? now there comes a storm

Now my hands are tight
And my hopes are getting rare
We've been building walls aside
When the time was getting right
These doubts I have in mind
They keep rolling down the strip
Oh these doubts I have in mind
They keep ending up in flames
Till we get even ?
And times get uglier.

Oh the early morning rises above towns ignoring
I was a very quiet boy during these hard traveling days
But did you say these words on purpose?