Towards the Oldest Silence

Years ago I saw a waveless ocean

Far and great, beyond everything I knew

Nights were glowing, the days too long

For a young man's dreamland and his fancy-songWe lay together on summer-meadow islands

Amazing eyes turned towards the oldest silence

We tried to catch a glimpse of our past

Our primal sea, so deep and vastAll I know, a black hole's coming closer

Hold me on, I fear the nightmare's drowning meIf I dreamed of my most precious moment

I would point at the sparkling waveless oceanAll I know, a black hole's coming closer

Hold me on, I fear the nightmare's drowning handAll I knew, a fever burned within me

Hold me on, I hope it never comes again