Beseech - Atmosphere

Drifting trough an endless crowd, feeling insecure
Gazing trough a modern age,
A black hole in my mind

Lay your hand in mine, feeling so low today
Lay your hand in mine, where do we go from here?
Lay your hand in mine, show me the atmosphere
Lay your hand in mine, tell me that everything is fine

Welcome to my bubble dear,
Unbreakable?
Everlasting pleasant past,
With cracks in the wall