Nowhere but somewhere

Kind of here, kind of there

Somehow I hope, but somehow despair
This state of in-between, pulling my hair
Letting go and just being here

I don´t know, I really just don´t

Hopeless hope, meaningless means
This state of in-between

Where to go next, what to try?
When all just seems to fade away
When the fountains, again, seem to dry

But then again, something is coming
Nothing is wrong

This state of in-between