This song was awarded with a distinction in the 7th International Jazz Composition Contest in Poland.
Cosmos:
I think we already had it all
And we’re nowhere near an answer, not this time
I fear we’re slowly ending up,
In series of collisions with imperfect noumena
Infinite shards of cosmic dust
Knell in this sharpened event horizon of dim light
Happy in slowly letting out
Reeling distortion
Engine of ruination
We only escaped the countdown till the end
We fell apart
To rejoin,
Pale rings form
In this cold
Debris souls,
Orbit closer to the stardust,
Head into the clouds
We fell apart
To rejoin in space,
See us in the stars
As perfect spheres
In the dark
And no-one seems to care,
But that’s the bright side,
Endless fun
And now we’re surfing on nebulas,
Nowhere near to an answer yet,
Now just slowly
Letting it out and only enjoy the countdown till the end
Letting it out ’cause I think we have been through it all
And we’re nowhere near an answer, not this time
I fear we’re slowly ending