I used to be a running river where my words simply flowed
They came and then they're gone
Again and again
I had to be barefoot down the past, a lost drowned oasis
And learn to love my weirdest colors
To turn into a wayfarer
A quite dangerous promise and a voice
Nudity that scares
Ancient little kid
Just one mouth and two wide ears
I used to be a stone falling fast, a false step in reverse
I rolled looking for some fate
Again and again
I had to be a brave but fragile warrior and shuttered hot fire
Understand that I'm a weak human
To turn into a wayfarer
Keep getting much stronger and a voice
Someone who craves love with no shame
A soldier who's open minded
Now I am a town in ashes
Where I am a prisoner of my chains
Hoping to find freedom
A shotgun pointing straight into the heart