From the album Written into Changes
This is about standing at the threshold between states, holding something small and useless while your brain runs one final calculation before it all goes dark. The repetition creates the feeling of circling a thought until you wear it smooth, stuck in the moment right before surrender.
I don't know where it started / (Can't see the end)
The parenthetical whisper mid-line makes disorientation physical. That stutter between what you say out loud and what you admit quietly mimics how panic interrupts thought.
One last thought in my head / 2 Euro coin in my hand
The coin is brilliantly specific. Foreign currency you can't spend, metal worth less than the thought taking up space. Both are leftover things with no clear function anymore.
I can't see the end
She repeats this not for emphasis but because your brain does this when it hits a wall. The line becomes a mantra because mantras are what you do when you've run out of moves.
The genius move is making the song as minimal as the mental state it describes. Four lines looping until the edges blur. You finish it unsure if you heard a song or just watched someone think the same broken thought until it stopped meaning anything.