Leaving house going somewhere quiet,
Driving, seeing how darkness takes over the day.
Going deep, deep into the forest,
Looking at the trees waving in the moon light.

Sitting, looking at the night sky filled with stars,
Looking and thinking if everything is alright.
Blankly staring at the sky,
Seeing not the sky, but life.

Quietly sitting in the car in the forest,
Listening closely to all strange sounds.
Scary, quiet whispers coming from all the corners,
Listening closely but hearing nothing, just the sounds of life.

Life and life, wondering just about life,
Is it good or bad, dark or light?
Whispers going through the head,
Just thinking about the story of my life.