The day I was born
Is the the day Pandora's box was open
I came here and with me all the evil
All the misery,despair,sorrow.

Every step I take it's on the wrong foot
And I ask my self,can it  be any different..
when both of my feet are wrong.
Every wrong step,on every wrong foot
and every wrong path that i take
taking me further from my self
and everything that i'm suppposed to be .

The first time I opened my mouth
I told the world about you
Ethernal silence disturbed by your name

it is always heaven in June
the beggining soft but the end so soon

Parents left me 19 years ago
in front of a trash
or some door of an empty house.
They all have been leaving since then,
and i'm just a traveller
searching for a home,never to be found.
Is it a curse to recognise all the people around you ?
People known from other lives
other home, other worlds,
and yet you being unrecognised?

The universe collides
In the touch of our hands

Why follow
A path
That leads nowhere