I follow the sun from a distance
I pass the shadows to my left
find my strength in the solar wake
(and live a little)
 [bad word] up for the light
find it caught up by the dark
fight for hope
find it beaten by fate

whispered promises 
of then, and years after
got broken, unmendedly
washed upon the beaches
of a file long gone

But I will go 
I will find my lips with peace
I will hide every word 
In my empty thoughts

I will go
With hope filled arms
I will look for signs
I will look for questions
Asking me why I kneel to life

I will go
I will pray for saviour
And will [bad word] any ending