Once upon a dead time there was a home sweet home In the land always fine stood my sun and my throne But one day came the storm, my haven then was lost Turned into a pale form, leaving nothing but vain dust Wandering in the maze of every me's future Telling me it's just a phase, 'can't go any further No more physical ties, no door in front of me I am trapped in my mind, will I ever be set free? Yet all the world to be seen... Seasons passing by and still one thing is for sure There is nothing that is acquired forever The leaves of your tree will always end up falling It is yours to know that the cycle is spinning Flowers were forgotten, tracks were lost in the snow Memories now silent, at the end of my rope Yet no regret to hound, dark days can be allies If you're not on the ground, you're not able to rise Roots of creation are pain... Seasons passing by and still one thing is for sure There is nothing that is acquired forever The leaves of your tree will always end up falling It is yours to know that the cycle is spinning Look up and start the harvest... Dawn lights the sky, the first signs of a brand new day Closing my eyes to decide which way I will take My home will be where my feet and fate carry me There is no way to avoid seasons' symphony