Realign Songtext
von Hawak

an ocean′s length that separates
shores of past disintegrate
treading tradition
to see
if a path clears


a light behind me disappears
gasp of breath in the face of fear
treading tradition
to see a path,
but I can't see past my hands

drifting aimless with arms outstretched
tangled vines take hold of my neck

can I find a way to a place I can call home?