Imaginary Borders

The end of the everlasting summer

Pale sun shines on the limestone trail

Here comes the rain and nights are longer

There’s no such thing as turning back

Over the waves and across the sea

A sense of time in our minds

We had to travel to set free

memories of a silent spring

Northern days are getting shorter,

our shadows getting taller,

cast imaginary borders

between ...

There’s no spiritual surrender

As long as there is light on earth

So close but yet so distant

our days have come to pass

Once a promise of a common fate

A castle built on tunes in minor

We got a glimpse of something greater

But went lingering too long

Northern days are getting shorter,

and our shadows getting taller,

cast imaginary borders

between ...

This was the everlasting summer

Heat’s been embracing our consciousness

I had to leave before the dawn

We’ll meet one day you’re awake

No one knows the trail we wanders

The woods are calling out for patience

But I wont wait for you no longer

Maybe one day we meet again