The way you go
To the north or to the east
All the same - slow
Plunging into a deep mist...
Strange feelings grow
In your head
Suddenly, you know,
We all drive mad...
The path you follow
Unseen for the others
The path of you own soul
Windy and circling...rather
All your bounds...blow
You from that world...
Mother, father - no
No of them can say a word
To you to give advice
Gone without hope
Gone without lies
Drifting away down that slope
You are trying to ascend...
The way you go
Road without beginning or end
The way all winds blow...
Gone forever
Without lies - illusive hope
Gone however
Down that slope
The way will glow
Tearing up the mist
The way we go
Or will...at least
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