I'm a wanderer
Right here, right now
With a stick in my hand that's helping my senses
While I'm on my path
My conscious is leading me through this jungle
Cause my way is long and rough
I see myself running up that hill
But I'm constantly stunned by what
Lies behind my start
Maybe I'm going in the wrong direction
- its hidden behind the wall of time
And beautiful from my perspective
But I know its unreachable
Maybe that's the reason why I'm so obsessed
I gotta focus on my future steps
Cause I'm way too far to recognize if i was misled
I wander through this world all alone
Step by step i find my way along the shores
Flotsam as aliment im a scavenger and feed upon
Traces of a hidden beach on the other side of the salt
Shadows of the past are haunting me
So that I don't know what I really see
Shadows of the past are hunting me
Shit
I'm an explorer
And everything lies, in front of my feet but
Sometimes I'm feeling like I'm sticking ankle-deep in concrete and here im
So weak
And I'm trying not to realize it's my own fault that I don't know how to
Grow old all alone now even though I would consider myself as misanthrope -
Why - seems the ground that I walk on the whole time so familiar
Am I really stepping forward or do I circulate through this space maybe I'm
Going insane or is my way helix-shaped?
I don't know what to think, don't know what to do - is my way ready-made?
Is it already gone - by something else that
Wrote its name in the sand - all around leaving traces
I feel like I'm not following myself on this - is distracted
My body feels light but I'm stuck in some junk in my head yet
Some grey and slimy mass is holding me back and
I can barely see or breathe easy prey for a trap
I explore the darkness of my times, not afraid to face my own mind
Passing dangers of all kind - variation in form and size
I wander through this world all alone
Step by step I find my way along the shores
Flotsam as aliment im a scavenger and feed upon
Traces of a hidden beach on the other side of the salt
Shadows of the past are haunting me
So that I don't know what I really see
Shadows of the past are hunting me
Should I stay or should I try to flee
Lately, I brooded a lot over the following words:
Put your mind on your step and the foot will form the ground
Put your mind on the ground and its gonna move your foot around
Somewhere your journey ends but the end is not your goal
Once it's written in the sand - you know you've lost control
Forget about the distance and forget about the form
Cause every thought you gonna spend will diffract you towards no.r.t.h.
There are two parts in this game and one will have to change
And the one to get these lines is the one allowed to stay