When the ground starts moving beneath their feet, they reach for answers that seem solid, even if they are simplistic.
...I don’t know anymore what it’s for.. I’m not even sure if there is anyone who is in the sun..
If I find my own way, how much will I find?
...Like a warm drink it seeps into my soul..
Please just leave me right here on my own..
Later on you could spend some time with me if you want to—All at sea…
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map