Из альбома: Early Song
So here I begin
Not without excitement
I feel this won't be
Easy
But I like the twilit world
The traveller is vulnerable and charmed
A distinct aloneness
Sense of doom visits me, but my heart is good
Should I be worried
I am innocent as I press
Further anf further into darkness
At the edge of the picnic
The crumb that got away
Will
Find
Home?
Will
Find
Home?
Will
Find
Home?