Pieces.

Hanging around me is nothing
Hanging in front of me, that's something
Hanging behind me is nothing I can see

Everything's just a blurry memory
How do I see
How do I show
How do I live

With just nothing.??
Time will show what I want in this life
The adventure, the freedom, the mysteries

A lot is a great Plot
Plotting to search the world..

For that something in front
For that nothing behind
But I will always show

That I can
That I'm not nothing and I have something
- Cause I have that something for hope!