Verlust

On a long road, miles to go Its winding and cold and its covered with snow
But I ask you what we all want to know
Where are we going from here...
Lines on my face , lines on my hands
Lead to a future I don't understand
Some things don't go as they're planned...
Where are we going from here...

Tracing the trails through the mirrors of time
Spinning in circles with riddles in rhyme
We lose our way, trying to find
Searching to find our way home...
Trying to find our way home...

As the day dies, with tears in our eyes
There's too few hellos and too many goodbyes
Silence answers our cries...
where are we going from here...

We're all on this road,
with miles to go Braving new pathways into the unknown
But who do you ask, when no one really knows
Where we are going from here...

Keaton Henson - You

Mein Vater 1969, der Vater meiner Neffen 2011, vor wenigen jhren meine große Liebe - er hinterließ auch ein Kind

Der Tag kommt näher
Am 15.8.1969 starb mein Vater, ohne jede Vorankündigung für uns.
Aber er hat es gemerkt, seine Hand langte im Fallen noch nach seinen Notfalltabletten
und er war alleine
R I P

Wärst du stolz auf mich?
Was würdest du sagen, könntest du mich sehn?
Ich hab dich hier, ich trag dich bei mir
in meiner Erinnerung.