There is one food I can never refuse,
Pure, tasty and luxurious...
The clouds are all in focus
The vision is a blur...
Scars do not go away,
But they remind you that wounds can heal...
Not love or God
they neither sing...
Started as a trip to get away from my regrets.
Slowly the car comes to a halts to a stop...
In the absolute pitch of trustless dark
I found the touch of your fingers...
When you're born, you are quite small
The mountain looks so very tall...
I don't have much
Just a few things...
We are so tiny under the vast sky,
our mankind home...
Our home, a pale blue dot
in the vastness of universe's untouched beauty...
Our death is intended
Unless we prove otherwise...
There is an answer.
I have something to live for...