Skepticism - Nowhere dalszöveg

if here once was a shore 
it has gone nowhere 
further away Black islands, Rose 
the bay is calm Approach Close 
Distant Nowhere 

Forest on fire 
Bitter Mist on the walley 
To move is to vanish 
To stay is to arrive 

Nowhere there is a reason 
There are no distance for giants 
The path on a journey 
Come, Close, nowhere