Astronaut

Rivers into seas, endless it goes on,
they come as many, never thought as one.
I know it now that it's okay to roam,
as every path I walk upon leads me home.

I long so strongly that heart inside me glows,
a little light in the dark of night the way it shows.
Instead of crumbs are memories I left to stay,
as soundlessly I tried to run away.

And they come right behind me everywhere i go,
until now I never thought I'd know.
I could never leave or drop them there below
because the wind would come with snow
and they'd be gone.