מתוך חגיגות יום הולדת שמונה ללבונטין שבע, מתוך הערב הראשון מבין שלושה, הדרה לוין ארדי. יום ב' 28.07.2014. צילום וידאו- יובל אראל. http://yuvalerel.wordpress.com Time you learned to walk on your own, fire in your heart, and you're all alone. There must be some heaven, waiting down that road for you. Tears from nowhere on a summer night, sweat of angels over your broken heart. There must be a quiet place for the wilds like you. Lost, you're lost, and you're screaming, "oh not again" I've been here before, but it doesn't feel the same. It's getting harder, paving your own way. It's getting harder, playing that old game. You've been working hard, planning your mistakes You've been paying, but pretending, every turn's a brand new chance. Now I don't get it, but I'm always on your side, I don’t get it, but I love your crazy eyes. I took the train for a ride in the country and I shook my pride and the crowd said I'm crazy and I looked around and the purple turned hazy so I Tried to feel, but my heart sort of placed me too high I ain't waiting for the storm to cease. I ain't waiting for the heart to ease. I'm just taking a walk, on this less traveled road into your mind