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There's a road in the shadow, far far away
and it leads my soul on it's way
Whilst I walk I see many things, meet many people
They fly past me like the leaves in the autum wind
Why do I walk this road? I do not know
Why does the branches of the trees reach out for me?
They take a hold of my soul and brake it like the weakest
of branches that brakes under my naked feet
I walk alone and all is dark. The road is paved yet razor-sharp
it cuts and it brakes, the soul of what I am
Untill my soul can no longer be recongised...
As anything else than a crushed branch under your naked feet
Daniel.N. 2008 <-blubb
and it leads my soul on it's way
They fly past me like the leaves in the autum wind
Why does the branches of the trees reach out for me?
of branches that brakes under my naked feet
I walk alone and all is dark. The road is paved yet razor-sharp
it cuts and it brakes, the soul of what I am
As anything else than a crushed branch under your naked feet
Daniel.N. 2008 <-blubb
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