I shoot my self in a different place .

Nothing could be bring me closer
nothing could be bring me near.
Where is the road I follow
to leave,leave ?

It's under,under my feet
the sea spread out there before me.
Where do I go ,when land touches sea?
There is my trust in, what I believe.

That what keeps me,
that what keeps me down,
to leave,believe it,
leave it all behind.
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I remembered this song 'Leave' of REM -it is one of my favourites.