White Noise Songtext

I shout! Hear me.

Hear me, I re...


[instrumental period]

There is no response.
I stumble on.
What's done is done.
But can I accept it, let alone respect it?
And I stand by a shimmering light-post as I remember it.
Reminisce the bliss I invented.
I led the army against me and I pressed it so hard, so hard.
Oh my happiness was rusted.
Where do I go from here?
With defense papers thin, I stand defenseless in front of a freezing ocean ready to swim.
I know through troubles and death, new life can be found.
But do I really have to concur this, is it worth it, will I risk it?
I'm at the sea of confrontation, I met this sea a year ago, and I still stand on its shore today.
I stand here clueless, confused.
Oh my God!
I've walked on crooked lines all this time, and now I'm ready to take the plunge,..

..and now I'm ready to take the plunge.
Into life, into this ocean that confronts me, or will I, well I am so lost and I am so confused, so lost in this world and I stand on this shore pacing back and forth, back and forth I pace, and I'm not ready, I'll never be ready for it, who knows what's ready, who knows what's ready anymore? My life is twisted and turned around, around someones cold fingers and they grasp at my neck, and they grasp, and they grab so hard, my face turns blue, and my face drains of colour and paleness, paleness,
paleness takes over my life.

I'm so lost and so confused. ahh
I'm not ready to take this plunge.
God I still walk these crooked lines, I still walk in my crooked times.
When will I ever be ready? Some day.

oooeeeooo, ooeeoooo, ooeeoooeeooo, ooeeeoooeeeoo, oooeeeoooeooo

So many choices to make, so many roads to follow, so many boats to climb aboard, and I am stranded, stranded on my own, by myself.

oooeooooooouuu

Am I ready to take this plunge?
The question defeats me and haunts me
I am ready.
or am I?