restless she counts paled
footprints
last memories shaped a narrow
way
endless shining
like the paintings
marching at night -
she ran out of breth and droppes
back
horizon
gone lost in the maze
horizon
sleep with my soul
young fellow conquered the
distance
wanted to die in foreign climes
streets of silence
changed the signs
and let him astray -
he marched away ans
stayed
horizon
gone lost in the maze
horizon
sleep with my soul
marching
marching
marching
marching
away |