Lonesome as an island in the ocean
Breathing in all the breathless bliss and sorrow
Keep drifting with your thousand-year-old soul
Inhaling springs exhaling falls
Encountering the loudest peace you have ever seen
Surrendering to the fullest emptiness as brave as one can be
Of course the mind has a labyrinth to cross
You are your worst enemy of all
If you carry all the paths with you here
You’ve seen it all seen it all seen it all
You’ve seen the pendulum how it attempts approaching the truth
It doesn’t matter doesn’t matter
Despise of a dark dark wood
or straight down the cliffs