Anekdoten. Other. This Far From The Sky. Zeneszám

The works of wonder pass me unseen
So close in distance, yet so much lies between
Seeing with blurry, myopic eyes
Stuck in a limbo - so far from the sky

One-way devotion and a one track mind
I am still yearning, though it clearly won't be mine
Too much confusion: all "how?" and "why?"
I need you near me to guide me from this storm I'm passing through

A moonlit path runs deep in the dark
Guided by stars I follow with my heart
Rely on comfort, rely on time
Hope for direction and mercy
From that far, erratic sky