Pain and dimension free

 What if memories never had a life
Or dreams would never come true
And hope remained unborn

Pain and dimension free
You think she would spend the time she has here on this one?
Or buy an other life by paying with tears

What if love worked on-off?
What if good and bad were black and white?
And Yes and No would just be perfectly enough, why do we need maybe?

Pain and dimension free
You think she would spend the time she has here on this one?
Or buy an other life by paying with tears

Why is there a distance between the mountains top and the craters ground
Why is there more than squared  and round?
Are not dawn and shadows superfluous

Pain and dimension free
You think she would spend the time she has here on this one?
Or buy an other life by paying with tears

An arc over the sky would be enough in charcoal