02 Soldier

I thought I’d been leaving away
I didn’t know why
maybe it was too late.
But I had to try it
so I left my home
so I left my life.

Looser, soldier,
fighting the rain.

Perhaps the trees are growing up
and they remind me of
the things I forgot.
A blue mountain in front of me
reveals me the weight
of my old soul.

Looser, soldier,
fighting the rain.

My ship is at anchor
the wind’s blowing hard
but I can’t sail away.
And I stay here like an ancient stone
feeling the cold hands
of the night.

And you will read in some chronicles
tales of life and death.
And you will hear in any song
the loud sound of my steps.

Fire, dust, blood, tears,
Jericho walls.

Sometimes I wonder if
my nightmares could live without me.

Terra Crisium 2016 - 2018 · 02 Soldier