Reiner Braun tribute

Hands molted into an instrument 
Shapeshifting into forms unlikely, not to be noticed, never to be noticed 
Held upon the burden of carrying 
The weight of losing, the weight of gaining and giving 
 
Voices estranged that try to be discovered 
Filling the air with their glanse, their sparkle 
Adding more value and volume 
Into a world unknown by the known 
 
Eyes that seek an innocent explanation 
A scapegoat, a way out or an excuse 
Finding all the paths that are meant to be followed 
But deciding to create a selfish one 
 
Heart that’s rushed into accepting 
Any outcome, whether it’s good or bad 
Deprived and running on insecurity 
To either go completely silent, mad or just sad 
 
And don’t even mention the body’s handling 
The shell to hide all of this 
Reflecting commitment and a strong will from inside out 
While the truth shall always remain the truth 
When we talk about despair and emptiness 
Fighting without knowing what your true purpose in life is 
 
Like a puppet forced to give a show without it’s puppeteer 
Having the strings still attached to it’s hands waiting when it’s the time to dance 
Realizing the crowds reaction is different, acting like it doesn’t make sense when it actually does