Probably far,
Maybe so lost,
No place for „why“,
A coin was tossed.

The deepest sense comes,
So close and so far,
Dawning begin in us,
Let´s be who we are.

Twilight and morn,
Thriumph and fall,
Blossom and thorn,
Forest and wall.

Solitude feeds on wound,
And feelings grow grey,
Love is our ground,
And lasting will stay.

Almost quiet heartbeat,
Shades of yeasterday,
Whispering in the street,
Our day isn´t faraway.