"Far away between Sirius and Vega/ All along the Road of the ancient Gods/ In the black heart of Orion/ Beneath the surface of the soul/ The momentum/ Everything is so different now/ The moon looks down with orphaned eyes/ And the lighthouse sends out the fragile signals/ To a distant desert sea/ Roads and rivers are winded into a circle/ Around the curled up monumental dream/ Outside looking in, time and time again/ Feeling the weight of a jaded me"