Roads of Crete by Mick Melt / Lyrics:
The plane door opens to a brilliant light
smell of thyme and summer breeze
I boldly take a step back home
this island brings me to my knees.
It makes me think of Mikis' words
now they're plain for me to see
"From the moment anyone steps
on Cretan land, he feels free !"
I will find my goal
feel the beat
where heart meets soul
on the roads of Crete
Cretan roads have lead my life,
far from my love, away from home,
distance can hurt you like a knife,
on these roads you're bound to roam
So I take courage in Alexis' words
when he taught me this to see:
"A man needs a little madness, or else
he never dares cut the rope and be free."
Life isn't always what you want
And there' s a difference between
What you deserved and what you've got
What you saw and should have seen
But I feel kin to Nikos' words:
"The only thing I know is this:
I am full of wounds
and still standing on my feet."
Breaking loose it aint that hard
when the sun burns down my back,
life just takes a brand new start,
I feel the rhythm of the track.
Memories of famous words
are fading in the summer breeze.
Crete, my love, now I can see,
you leave me perfectly at ease.