Back To Source (2012)


I really don’t know I anymore

Lost and found

I am with shadows in solar space

Am I winning or losing time?

I am not sure…

My creator is facing the live of a widow

Her shadow as weak as never before

Even though she’s sure of her role:

To be strong…

Her tears explain less or more

Am I in or around all that’s wrong?

We is fighting and fighting and fighting…

Against our will

Against her ill

We is surrounded by angels

Strong and weak

In line with her will