On My Way کے بول

I´m sitting here all alone all alone in this small refuge working on my own sounds which come to mind songs fading in fading out rearranged to desired shapes inventing loops and sound wasted years but … years they have come they have gone all alone in this small refuge solid beats go deep forming verse and sound now I´ll fullfill all my dreams de-arranged multi-coloured sounds sculptures in my mind wasted years but … i ´m on my way…