I choose to travel light
Feathers in my pockets
Head first into the night
Between zigzagging comets
Caught up with dust and stones
And so many other things
Is this my new home?
Is this the place where I'll be king?

I'm somewhere past the sun, somewhere past the sun
And I won't turn back
A thing less, here I come
I hope the two of us will get along

A million miles, where is the dream?
Where is the wind?
Where is the north?
Where is the sea?
A foreign sky, where is the north?
Where is the luck that I could need?
Answer me, answer me
Ten thousand days, two hundred weeks, whatever
Where is the air that I used to breathe?
Behind the haze, beyond the breach
Is there a road? Where does it lead?
Is this the place where things begin?
Is this the place where I'll be king?

Different now, different now
The shapes and perspectives are all different now
Different now, different now
The shapes and perspectives are all different now