Evergrey - Stories

I am caught in the riddle I feel stuck in here I am lost in the middle Between the lines I need escaping Maybe just for a little Because I’m right in the middle Of these new winds and new waves This storm gives and this storm takes So if I last through the night And I’m here tomorrow I might survive, I might survive One after one we run blind through the dark Just to write ourselves new stories Where we’re happy when we cry To show to all we’re too proud to fall Can’t we write ourselves new stories Where we lie, where we lie, where we lie I have fought every battle My fields of blood on the inside Unarmed but I fly through the night And now I have to take sides I need escaping, oh maybe just for a little Because I am right in the middle (middle, middle of these) Newborn ways where the lives won’t change And the many lives that the storm takes One after one we run blind through the dark Just to write oursel