The Borderline

Searching for the borderline
Somewhere to go, stop, sit.
Think about life as the soft
Comforting touch once got
From a newborn still pink.
Choose to stay or choose to go
Don’t tell me,
I don’t want to know
I’m too fragile to understand
To stubborn to break.
On my way to find an end,
A sigh of relief
And nothing else to look forward to
Until the end.
New song, I love you so much
I will never let you go
Until there’s another one.
Searching for something
No one’s ever found
The place where everyone goes
And not a sound
A place to resolve the end
And to impregnate a future
Someplace where mountains are polished
Shining, reflecting the sun
Where the moon’s like the green lampshade
Bought last year and still looks lovely
Searching for a stop
Searching for an start
Searching for that,
Perfect world we laugh at.