Sono 5 giorni che vedo solo nebbia.
La via non è chiara.
L'orizzonte sembra non esistere.
Questa miopia innaturale rende incerti i miei passi.

"I see my memories in black and white
They are neglected by space and time
I stored all my days in boxes
And left my wishes so far behind
I find my only salvation
Is playing hide and seek in this labyrinth
And my sense of connection
Is lost like the sound of my steps
And I'm walking through the fog"
(Elisa, Labyrinth)