Denet - You

Waves foaming from high-tide
The sand getting thru the palms
Grey shadows craving
To get under my skin.

I wash the feeling of halving in the questions
The heart floats in the desires

I look inside me, I bang on the door
It takes a little while the soul guard to open
And he says:

Ref:
So get a move on and get close to me
There's not much that I can give you now
So get a move on and get close to me
It's five minutes to midnight.

I hesitate in front of my threshold
My legs are stiffed from fear
There's something in me or not
The truth changes ist colors.

You see I know people
That can show you
The monopoly on bullsh it
That count the self - guilt
They're said to show people round their roads
But you have your own one
You know it, you mustn't hesitate

Ref:
So get a move on...