The mysteries of life can´t be revealed,
when you´re on the run, your lips are sealed.
Life´s like a road, it keeps going until end appears,
you can cry, but that only leads to more tears.
The only way out of the dark,
is to express you, like any dog can bark.

Listen to your soul,
repeat it over and over,
never leave it to the owl in the dark,
it only blows.

Star struck and light,
fish and kite.
Open your eyes, you´re in the night.
Tell yourself what you see,
start arguing with your brain,
set it to spin and dance,
ask questions about what you see,
keep asking for the meaning of world, the sea.

I keep missing it, the point of no return.
The returning point of what?
The point is what´s left of the knowledge, from the return of nowhere.
Nowhere can´t be found because of the main reason,
the reason, witch is hidden in the middle of nowhere, is a lie.
It can´t be found because it doesn´t exist, it´s a pure lie to mind and soul.

It´s like the meaning of life, is a lie!
It can´t be told,
it can´t be the same,
it can´t be between us.
Only inside us.
Deeply inside we know it´s there,
even through it feels like a lie.
Lies weaken us, it absorbs the last little bits of our trust in us.

There is some people who tries to explain the reason,
the reason why we don´t know the meaning of life.
Some write about the meaning of life,
which can be trusted, but only by the people who believes.
I won´t blame people for trying, they´re eager to find the answer.
But the only problem is, there is no answer.
The answer just doesn´t exist,
you can try searching for it,
but it won´t be revealed.

I´ll put this to an end for now.
Explaing the reason why people search for the meaning and why it can´t be found,
but it doesn´t mean you can´t explain the impossibilities or possibilities of their meanings and ideas of a life.
It´s like the meaning is a mystery, but the mystery has a meaning which is mysterious.