Grobschnitt Anywhere
Anywhere on a desert stone, anywhere so far from home
where’s no friend to hold your hand
to dry your tears changed into sand
Anywhere there’s a lonely friend waiting for tears
formed to sand
call him bird or tree or flower
he never won’t prevent you
from living all your dreams
from giving all your streams
from changing your ways of dealing into human feeling
Anywhere behind a desert stone, anywhere so far from
home
you’ll find a grown blind flower
she never is alone, far from home
she feels wind around her
she feels a warming sun
she feels some raindrops wet her leaves
since that time she lost her griefs
Anywhere, my friend, you’ll find a human land
behind all mountain’s sand
be born or died – it’s not your end
announcement:
Here we come, here we are all around
taking forth our stoney sound
stoney arms, stoney legs, stoney brain
one – two – three and again
