The water flows along the creek
The fish swim upstream
I see some horses running
Birds flying
The nature's healing

Are we getting there this time
I'm getting tired of the walking
The time it took me to get here
Seems not to be worth it

I look at the horizon
The sun is only half down
The day is getting darker
I should be going inside

A random cabin in the woods
Inside there's a old guitar
The walls have a song written
Who even lives here

I'm alone
I'm just another poet
Another artist
Melancholy is my fuel
I need to be at the top
Look at the greatest writter
He died of suicide

Look arround the earth
Look at the past
The greatest ever musician
Killed himself

The best poet on this earth
Never live to see his words
Being displayed at art gallerys
And being read by many

The greatest actor who we saw
Also writting he mastered
He died of suicide
Right after telling the world
They're not alone

I know a place we can rest
A place far away from the world
Where the piano sound never ends
Where we can be happy

There lives all the animals we cant see
All the geniuses who disappeared
There the music never ends
A smooth melody fills the air
It reaches us all

The piano notes move with the wind
For some it might look like a mess
But to us
It's paradise

When you get near
I feel the rush in my veins
The blood is running fast
Im running out of breath

The world is colorful
The music sounds beautiful
Its all temporary
It'll all be gone soon

You forget time exists
And that it passes by so fast
You think this moment will last forever
Sorry son, its about to end

Your heart is happy
This feeling is so young
Little did you know
It's soon to be one

In the distance I hear
The subtle strumming of a old guitar
It's a old man
Got a long beard
And looks small from a far

As I get close
The music seems loud
The heart starts beating
To the strumming of the guitar

And I sit down
By his side
He sings a song
About his wife
He seems so calm now

He sings about the times
Where he felt a rush on his veins
Everytime he felt her hand
And he almost sheds a tear
When he remembers
That's all in the past

And suddenly
The world goes quiet
The loud voice I once heard
Who taught me what it is to be a man
Is now, quiet

To her I could say so many things
But that would **** the last bit of me
Im desperate to be alone
To be the man who is strong
Even without his world

Sometimes I miss dancing under the stars
Dancing for so long
I would forget where I'm at
I always thought I needed a partner
But dancing alone, is art

To be a man is to be alone
I fear that being good
Means I should be strong
A man with no world
Is a man who can be free
And that man
That man is me

Suddenly
Im awake again
I look arround
No one's there
I look back in time
I wish she could hold my hand
I remember last night
I was wasted
I screamed for her to be back

When I'm in love I'm a fool
But I dont take any of it back
I might sound desperate
But really
I just miss to be held

They say man don't cry
Then tell me why
The women who made me a real man
Held me when I cried
Fearing it all would end