Out Of Place

Labyrinth

Compositor: Olaf Thörsen / Roberto Tiranti / Andrea Cantarelli

I am what I wanted to be, stubborn against the grain
And I’ve no one else to blame but me
At least I will die free
I'll hoist my sail once again
And tomorrow I won't be here
Tired of all including me

Singing is what I've always done
To bring joy around me
But I wonder who still cares about all this

Stranger in a world that was once my home
I barely recognize myself
I feel out of place, out of this time
I don't know whether to stay or run away

In the middle of the blue you can't see the land on the horizon
The sound of the waves speaks to me
In a language I have never heard
Just a glance towards the east where the Sun is rising
To decide the route to take

Music was my safe place
When the wind shook our lives
The eye of the storm where nothing could touch me

Stranger in a world that was once my home
I barely recognize myself
I feel out of place, out of this time
I don't know whether to stay or run away