Where do we leave from here?
Once the signs point towards the sky
and the wax dries on our eyes.
will we finally see the light
that opens up the world?
The path has been depleted
without its natural sounds.
Lost without a trace of home;
belonging where you stand
and living while you can.
Aug 5, 2011
Aug 5, 2011 at 9:48 PM UTC
Where do we leave from here?
Once the signs point towards the sky
and the wax dries on our eyes.
will we finally see the light
that opens up the world?
The path has been depleted
without its natural sounds.
Lost without a trace of home;
belonging where you stand
and living while you can.