They say, that it's right
that what is true.
But if this is true,
I'm in anger with you...
And if I just could
build up your dreams,
so that you would
feel what is real.
Then I just would,
make it all happen,
but there's just no point,
hand's forever open.
Oh, we are so tiny,
with trees high above us,
leaning front with urge
and our feet in the mud.
Seeing the powers
that are stronger than us,
but daring to take,
take what is ours.
Oh, we are so tiny,
but we're leaning forward...
// In memory of Juro Vitek, for everything he dared...
