When I fear of falling I am in Your Hands (Pilgrimage)
4th September 2008
My values altered i was looking for peace
I was tired in the lands of the west.
I had to get out
I took a map, let the pendulum swing
I wrote a note, took my prayer mat and left
On a prayer and a wing
And every moment of my life
I dedicate to you
And when i fear of falling
I am in your hands
Pilgrimage
Killing Joke, Pilgrimage, Democracy









9 September 2008 at 6:22 am
This is sort of a full-of-feeling fractal… may be the heart-shapes and those curves. Quite mild and kindred, if that can be applied as an adjetive
10 September 2008 at 8:37 am
Glad you liked it, Cristian!