Island - Arkadash

Just the minute that we thought

we were lost in endless weaves

in the distance shimmers land

an island in the sun

as we step on golden sand

we hear colors we see sounds

voices calling in our heads:

«follow your heart to my heart

let me guide you

I will light you up

follow your heart to my heart

let me show you

how you know to love

fell it! do you feel it?

pour yourself into me

let it all run free

fell it! do you feel it?

if you suffered enough

don’t you hide from love»

hints and signs lead us astray

as we stumble through the maze

but the island drags us in

quietly and still

nothing matters, nothing counts

everything lost, everything found

Bittersweet the voices call… Aha