first days in a new realty
new and yet so old
im still a forner ,stranger in my home,
home, but my heart is still so far
seams like forever ive been serching,diggin in this ground
and now it is so deep,and still ther is no one here
nothing realy calling me to stey
i shold go again to the andless sunset
to all of the unfinish treils
and im still sweaming in all oceans,still dreaming you sleeping in my armes
when morning bells making the sound of the angels
when the orange color of the leaves look so unreal
i remember now how was the feeling of loving again
and i am so far from orange leaves and far from morning illussion
far from all what we touched
in the fields of my childhood im going far
in to my heart again
anew order from inside
a new vision in a new light
collecting evry moument to my never ending
wisdome nekkles
and on this dusty treil
my foot prints are still so fresh ,
like i was never gone.