Walking to my spot at the edge
To that place of
in-between
Where my city keeps on running behind
And my eyes are overlooking the infinite line of horizon.

It’s already cold and windy,
It might be even colder there
But I don’t care.

On my way to say goodbye and
hello
Over a setting sun
The raging sea might take me even deeper
But I don’t care.

On my way to get closer
To my most soundless
voice
It’ll always feel like falling
but I don’t care

This is my city
And I feel beautiful here
It’s where I find home to my ever-changing
nature
And I’d always care.