Towards The Oldest Silence

Years ago i saw a waveless ocean
far and great, beyond everything i knew
nights were glowing, the days too long
for a young man’s dreamland and his fancy-song
We lay together on summer-meadow islands
amazing eyes turned towards the oldest silence
we tried to catch a glimpse of our past
our primal sea, so deep and vast
All i know, a black hole’s coming closer
hold me on, i fear the nightmare’s drowning me
If i dreamed of my most precious moment
i would point at the sparkling waveless ocean
All i know, a black hole’s coming closer
hold me on, i fear the nightmare’s drowning hand
All i knew, a fever burned within me
hold me on, i hope it never come again