I wanted to leave
my old surroundings.
I replaced everything,
and my life is different now,
yet I ended up being stuck
and nothing can keep me there either.
Nothing's changed, nothing's changed.
The view looked better from afar,
bright lights hide dark shady sides.
I sought something, but picked the wrong goal yet again.
Nothing's changed, nothing's changed.
Between strange and familiar,
between quiet and loud,
I feel at home in heights and depths1.
Maybe I'll be an endless seeker.
I belong with all my heart to there,
where I am not.
I don't cling to the good old times.
I do all I can to avoid the way back,
to have everything without keeping anything.
Nothing's changed, nothing's changed.
Going along with life, staying in motion,
to avoid being overtaken by things of the past,
drawing2 new strength from every parting.
Nothing's changed, nothing's changed.
Between strange and familiar,
between quiet and loud,
I feel at home in heights and depths.
Maybe I'll be an endless seeker.
I belong with all my heart to there,
where I am not, where I am not.
Nothing's changed, nothing's changed.
Between strange and familiar,
between quiet and loud,
I feel at home in heights and depths.
Maybe I'll be an endless seeker.
I belong with all my heart to there,
where I am not, where I am not.
Maybe I'll be an endless seeker.
I belong with all my heart to there,
where I am not.
1. there might be a more idiomatic meaning I missed there2. "developing" or something like that