Loathing time

I come from a long-traveled road
nowhere to go, and just feeling fine
I picked up a girl, cosy under one coat
we're staring at the skies, loathing time
and while the moon beams of memories,
the gentle river reminds us of some instabilities
A life changes, a routine rearranges

I come from a long-traveled road
no destination to follow, feeling glad
I could hop around like a welfaring toad,
eyes on a balcony of a neightbouring flat
just watching the flower bloom

I come from a long-traveled road
nowhere to go, and just feeling fine
I picked up a girl, cosy under one coat
we're staring at the skies, loathing time ...