…An old man by a seashore at the end of day Gazes the horizon with seawinds in his face Tempest-tossed island seasons all the same Anchorage unpainted and a ship without a name Sea without a shore for the banished one…

…soaring high of truth and light The music of this awe Deep silence between the notes Deafens me with endless love This vagrant Island Earth A pilgrim shining bright We are shuddering before the beautiful Before the plentiful…

…the inhalt. I write everything to the paper, and correct it all. The weather here restricts the life, after the years, it has come different, even in the coastal line. From here, people go to work to the islands, its a ferry trip to the archipelado islands, there is nice and quiet places, if you just want to see some privacy.…

…What is this cold dagger in my guts What's the name of this fear inside Like a parasite it feeds itself How much longer 'til it's everything? Turn out the lights before I enter And I just turn my radar on The only thing…

…pain an island rests Where all I want is safely kept I wish that somehow I could reach this place But the more I swim, the more I see I simply just can never be So I'll drown with the dreams I planned to make And I'll…

…, its quite nice place. Itdepends of the city, some cities are more fun to stay. In some places you life a lifetime, here they want to have their own island, to have their own place, near the swedish boats some place, I have lived my whole life here in these places, and spend all my time in archilepago waves.…