I’m living in an age That calls darkness light Though my language is dead Still the shapes fill my head
I’m living in an age Whose name I don’t know Though the fear keeps me moving Still my heart beats so slow
My body is a cage that keeps me From dancing with the one I love But my mind holds the key
You’re standing next to me My mind holds the key My body is a
My body is a cage We take what we’re given Just because you’ve forgotten That don’t mean you’re forgiven..
“Kako da ne budem stepski vuk, olinjali pustinjak usred sveta čiji ciljevi nisu moji, čije mi radosti ništa ne znače. A ono što se u meni dogadja, što je za mene slast, doživljaj, ekstaza i uzvišenost, to svet voli i traži možda jedino u pesničkim delima, a u životu smatra ludošću!”