Down the road she walks alone
Quietness all around
Sounding loud and cold
Far and unseen, one golden ring
Falls in metal bowl
Measuring the scene
She holds a step but won't look back
Peace, lonely as it is
Through the lack of sound
Blows a free night wind
So it sings, faintly as a morning fog
Painting in grey all the words
she couldn't say
And she runs into indifference
Lost now and then on her way to silence
Where does she come from, where to go
There's no such a thing
On this endless road
She has to weave from memories
All what's left behind
Loose and empty
So much unsaid, she looks ahead
And leaves, to know how to breathe
To know how to flow
Through this free night wind
So it sings, faintly as a morning fog
Painting in grey all the words
she couldn't say
And she runs into indifference
Lost now and then on her way to silence
So it sings, faintly as a morning fog
Painting in grey all the words
she couldn't say
And she runs into indifference
Lost now and then down that same old way again