On some days in the evening, the world is no longer right. Something is broken, it's too heavy, and you can't grasp it. You don't want to see anything anymore, and yet you have to go on. On some days in the evening, you throw everything away. Now everything seems to have been meaningless. And you just let yourself drift. Stuck to the wall, nowhere is it safe. Don't give up, because you can do it again. A door is closing, but you will see tomorrow. Sometimes a love is frozen over night. Sometimes you want to go to the sun and crash. Sometimes you stand all alone. On the left is ice, at first it only turns in a circle. Don't give up, because you can do it again. A door is closing, but you will see tomorrow. On some days in the evening, the world is no longer right. Something is broken, it's too heavy, and you can't grasp it. You don't want to see anything anymore, and yet you have to go on. And you just let yourself drift. You don't want to see anything anymore, and yet you have to go on. And you just let yourself drift. You don't want to see anything anymore, and yet you have to go on.