my eyesight is getting weak my muscles all get tired I long for inner peace my mind feels being wired what have I become is this who I once was is this who I wanted me to be when I’ll be gone will there remain something but lies is this where we came from have I been there long before the golden twilight I’ll take the step to walk the path while my feet don’t touch the ground the queen of the sun will lead my way her light cuts through the shade is this where I belong in the blurred distance I glimpse a mountain side on a stormy stream I glide calmly to the flare my shell has been washed away relieved from its chore the forfeited pledge to reach the distinct shore and I’m walking to the sun where my queen has gone to bring her home and I did not see the ground that we‘re forever bound to the sun
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