There are times when you need to get lost.
You have to try a road, a place, a situation alien to you. In
not know who you are, where you do not know what to do ...
where anyone even you, knows what to expect from you.
And there you find that your voice has the sound, smell that has
your skin and your eyes are light.
There are moments later where the wind is ...
when you hear the sound of leaves and something tells you it's time to return.
What is new enough light inside you
can get back off again without
without getting lost again.
E 'the road home the strangest,
even if you do not know ... feel it and go slowly.
No hurry, take one step after another
as piano music.
I've got a bit 'cold, but it makes me smile ...
I know that I'm coming ... and that is enough.
Play.
