Perfect Average - Haujobb

alone among millions 
of single pieces of something complete 
fading in an upper floor 
exposed to a constant monotone 
consume belief in all 
the own opportunities 
confusion for all 
that clarity 
the only ecstasy 
too hard to resist 
the direction of my feet 

guidelines placed right 
to localize the line of least resistance 
so glad to touch 
a simulated paradise 
in order of 
appearance 
average beings 
burst out laughing 
merge in just one scream 
we're still waiting 
for the promised wings 

here 
so close 
to the sky 
far away from heaven 

here 
where gravitation 
allows to stand upright 
and never rest