Life is a journey, and we walk together. There's much to see, but finding our way isn't easy. Truth sets us free, though emotions stay hidden. We crave a free world, yet knowing all the answers might spoil the journey. Life is how it should be.
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Story behind the song
The Night Arrived at Early
In fact, it arrived at noon, when the hunters approached, their arrows flickering like false stars, flaming comets, sending black clouds of smoke to shroud the sky. The zebra turned to her friend. Neither strength nor cunning will save us this time.
They would not fight with tusks or brute force, but with wisdom, with patience, with the power that only those who truly know the land can wield.
The elephant rumbled low in his throat. He had learned from his herd how to charge, how to break trees and trample enemies. But brute strength would not stop the fire arrows.
Instead, he saw it then.
A sparrow landed on a tree.
Something small. Insignificant. Then another sparrow.
The rustling reeds. The chirping of insects. The silence of the earth beneath his feet.
And then, the little elephant understood. He lifted his trunk and let out a sound so low, so deep, that it did not travel through the air, but through the very bones of the world. The ground whispered back, and from far away, the herd responded.
At the same moment, the emperor looked at the sparrows, really looked and something in his gaze wavered. Not fear. Not reverence. Just a quiet knowing, as if he carried the weight of something far greater than the empire he had built.
For the first time in years, he hesitated.
It was noon, but the sky had turned to night.
And in that hesitation, all the birds in the world began to act.
The birds billions of them.
Not with swords. Not with fire. But with cries on the wind, like seeds carried across barren fields, with the invisible forces that move mountains grain by grain. Body by body.
A stampede, silent at first, then rising like a storm. The earth trembled, the hunters scattered, and then, like dry leaves in a hurricane, they would flee or die. Their pitiful fire-sticks fell uselessly into the dust as the great elephants returned, reclaiming their lands.
The war did not end in a final battle, but in the silence of the minutes after a single one.
As for the lions, the zebra was ready. But this time, she ran into their midst, not as prey, but as a ghost in motion, kicking dust into their eyes, leading them away from the weak and the weary. When the chase ended, she was untouched, and the lions, confused, turned elsewhere searching for easier meals.
When dawn rose over the savanna, there were no more hunters. Even the lions had vanished into the hills. The elephant and the old zebra played together, their breath steady, their hearts full.
The small had tamed the great.
And so, the wild remained free.
And somewhere, near the river, speaking to the birds returning from their mission, the girl smiled.
Lyrics
Is on the other side
Because life is a journey
And we are in it together
In an old world in front of us.
There is so much more to see
But we've got to find our way out of this.
Although it could be worse,
Life is the way it should be.
And although it could be worse,
The truth will set us free.
Even though it's hard
For us to express the emotions inside.
I want to live our life in a free world,
I hope to know what's really ours,
But if we knew the answers,
We might not enjoy the journey as much.
Because it's on the other side,
The end of this journey
And we are in it together
In this world in front of us.
There is so much more to see
But we've got to find our way out of this,
Although it could be better,
Life is the way it should be.