tree sticks fall to the ground
red bricks outdated by time
by rhyme, it feels good to the ear
not a coward, but feeling fear
you hear, you heard
thank you dear, fly like a bird
feeling the songs
the sound is bringing me on
out of a black out
out of my black night
into the woods and meet wolves singing too in good notes
into the sea and let waves crash into my small boat
it's not bad, it's not sad
strangers call me lad
like pirates and vikings
you'll like it, you'll see kings
adventurous like classic movies
i stay still, nothing can move me