Across my dreams I fall

to hard plane of reality

My life crawing go on

somewhere between intentions & operations

.

I can't falling down

I can't living down

I must fight

but I don't know how to pull myself upstream

.

Chorus  :

The thin line

Between ambitions & the world of dreams

The test flight

Between the wish of kid & maniac screams

Gentle pain

of string of fidle & the edge of knife

The thin line between

existence & the thin fibre of life

.

Across my love my sorrow

I wasn't past of mile

maybe 'cause I'm young

but snow in my hear makes me fell disquit

I can't falling down .......

.

Bridge :

Sitting in my room

I screwtinize in this white page of sorrow

Now the words not show oneself

In the silence I hear only

sound of clock.....