Forward

there\'s abyss ahead of me it\'s pitch dark no wings no hope just plenty of nothing is it me or it\'s getting cold, too? found some crumbs in my pocket some silly illusions messing about with my past and one vivid dream that keeps coming back over and over like a broken record of my strong will I read the future with fingertips feathers painted in led even the safety signs are a joke \"mind the gap\" they say I take a deep breath and a step forward