I gonna find you in the shadows
Of dying days, right in the sun
That hides beneath these endless meadows
And salty waves. That's where I run:
I run to those eternal quiet.
Forever anxious is my heart:
Some rest - and then another riot.
Another, right from very start.
For now, my soul is tearful, rather
Astray. No beacons, not a soul to call.
I gonna find... some day or other.
Some night or other. Once for all.