Someone, Somewhere

The page isn´t blank anymore

And it´s corners are bent

It´s turned from bright white to yellow

But it´s readable still

Someone, somewhere

Someone was made for you

Someone, somewhere

Someone believes in you

But maybe they´re dead

Here, at the end of all things

our packed bags have no use

All that We Brought to this place

Had been dragging us down

But the mountains have moved

And the earth has stopped spinning

The river ran deep

But now it´s half-empty

You are you own saviour