IMPRISONED

And again I try not to fall deeper than I am
Lonely lying in a coffin existing around
Hopelessly fighting the darkness of dry wood
I'm striking my legs
against the bottom and the cover and again

And again I try not to sail further than I can
Lonely driven with the water suffusing around
Hopelessly fighting the emptiness of dead fish
I'm striking my hands
against the waves, the sky and the ground and again

And again I try not to rise higher than I've been
Breaking through another cloud where I'm quite alone
Thoughtlessly living in the lifeless bright light
I'm striking my head
against the Sun, the Moon and the mud and again

And again I try I rise I fly I fall I cry I die again and again
And always I find myself in the dark blind light
I'm imprisoned again