As I burrow in my heals again    My mind wanders back to ancient Antioch    A very different time; so much in common in the end    It is a mystery that will repel and will attract       And in beeing what it really is    It symbolizes something else again    Called to my origin, I am the less real of the two    It is a mystery that will repel and will attract       This night might be wounding time again    But it heals the space within    Thru a glass of very different design    Thru a myriad of sounds    Suffer your father´s eyes    On coming home and family ties    A blessing in disguise    The circle closes, then it dies away       One less joy of seeing clearly now    But there´s power within doubt    Contemplation of a different kind    If I knew I wouldn´t try    Nursing Utopia    Trying much too hard, savouring the leap of faith    Magnify everything    The circle closes, then it dies away       As I get up off my feet again    If I´m wiser now I really couldn´t say    The knower and the known, they are the same I´m told    It is a mystery that will repel and will attract