what happened with your eyes
water told me they were dry
what happened with your dreams
your mother told me you stopped trying
you put on sack up on head
lowerd your gaze, putted your soul in hack
your sitting near blind alley
of your giant track
ex fellow travellers chose anothers ways
and you dont even remember their cosy names
all road signs upseted by crowds
nowhere to go, nothing lights
alone in the center of the world
with clenched fist, with closed heart
you turning around and walk back
covered by riffles and grey-heared
and in sound of each your step
is ringing the question "what for"?
soon your legs will gave way
and there'll be no steps anymore