Het Midden II

I am here in the middle
The world around me
The left side is bloodless
The right side of stone
What is love for one
Is hate for the other
As if we have forgotten
That the middle still exists

There is no side to choose
They make us a little wise
They talk about black and white
But wisdom is often gray
One dies for a god
Who pronounces the other dead
As if we have forgotten
That the middle still exists

And we close our gates
To keep what we have
We shut everything out
Everything that left us can save
We are afraid of losing
what has long been lost
And we do not see that the way
out is open to us

Simplicity perishes
In a sea of ​​plenty
The flock seeks a shepherd
And the wolves smell blood
And the hunger for sensation
Makes a king of a fool
As if we've forgotten
The middle still exists

We're looking for a direction
And we don't know where
We are too little together
We are too much alone.