I was holding on to what just goes and goes
Abscence won't change
Memories can be the chains that won't let go of endless motion

Every sign is a windown you look through, or see your self in
Who [bad word] the reflection but we who lose ourselfes in abstraction

And won't turn round from facing in while our eyes look out
Between dirt and the path that seed grow
Is the carrier of light you dome
Takes everything everywhere, nothing to nowhere

With passion the director
Two opposed go together
And [bad word] from their center

In your eyes I will make a home
Forever
Its the only way back and see ahead
Hold in motion
You are the sun to me