What Is What

There’s a box and a box in the box in my head.
And this box contains all the memories we shared.
It’s invisible for anyone, but it is there,
Locked away in a dusty attic, why should I care.
So far I was running away every time I seem to land
So after all, I carry a lot of these boxes around.
Well, you have to pass life on a way to perfection
I like the lines of my face and at least I’m still standing.
But what is next?
I’m still thirsty and growing old,
That’s way too early.
Yeah, what is next, now that I’m grounded?
Can anybody show me the next move?
I finally did hope for some peace and quiet
And found the one to mix it all for you right.
I picked the loyal friends, said goodbye to the others.
I love my job, my home, why look for more?
But what is next?
I’m still thirsty and growing old,
That’s way too early.
Yeah, what is next, now that I’m grounded?
Can’t anybody show me the next move?
Oh, don’t worry, be happy
Is something I was always scared of.
I don’t wanna be unflected and dull
In lingering comfort zone.
But I am still hoping and waiting for the unexpected.
And I know is not I’m finding while I’m sitting at home.
But what is next?
I’m still thirsty and growing old,
That’s way too early.
Yeah, what is next, now that I’m grounded?
Can anybody show me the next move?