Sylvan
Sylvan
Sylvan
Sylvan
Sylvan
Sylvan
Sylvan
Sylvan
Sylvan
Sylvan
Sylvan
Sylvan
Sylvan
Sylvan
Sylvan
When they talk to me – I just shut my ears
When they shout at me – pretend not to hear
And they laugh at me – let they have their say
They're approaching me – and I turn away
At the border of sense – left a wasteland behind
I have built it alone – that's my answer to life
At the limit of strain – found the nature in me
I have put down my bags and I'll stay endlessly
Now my former friend – though you seem confused
Ceased to understand our old speech we used
Once you let me down, should have thought before
Now you fade away – don't exist no more
… this is the answer to life …