And the last thing I heard
Was a muttered word.
I count the seconds,
I count my dreams,
And I see the endless sea.
Tell me, my love,
Have you lost yourself again?
It is night and I’m not sleeping.
It is cold and I’m not warm.
Is there anything around me?
Is there anyone to talk with?
I am surrounded by people
And I am alone.
Someone asked
What is time? Someone asked.
Time is cruel,
People are mean.
Time is sarcastic,
People are laughing.
Time is able,
We are quick.
Time is all
And we are nothing.
We are passing through time,
Trees are getting older.
The wind is whispering to us
“You foolish man,
What are you doing?
Can’t you see the time is passing?
You have no life, you foolish man…”
Is there anybody out there?
Is the time still staying still?
Has anything been changed?
The man asked.
Trees are blue,
Sky is red,
I am here and so are you.
No, nothing has
I am thinking of going away.
Far, far away,
Where nobody can find me.
Far, far away,
Where the dark is always white,
Where the sun is always shining.
Further, further away,
Where the wind is
