segunda-feira, 9 de novembro de 2009

Sometimes I wish I could be like you.
I wish I could turn all the thorns in my life into a beautiful song.
I wish I could build fairy tale Worlds inside a sheet
And I try...And sometimes I can.

But I forget.
And losing memory is all that I´m afraid of.
I forget who I once wished to be.
I once believed I could be...

When I make a plan for my life
It all blurs...
There´s nothing straight...
There´s nothing sure...

"Just write me another song"
A lullaby so I can sleep through sleepless nights
A song so deep that makes me cry...
A song that can show me who I am...

Let these hands make it real
Holding a pen that makes it all forever
Imortal...Like nothing else...
I will follow...I will follow the song in my heart...

And when the first fresh ink touches the paper,
the World is created...My world gets touched by a new light...
Unaware of wars and sadness around, just wanting to find a place to rest upon...

Look, there...
The eyes are staring but they don´t really care
of who we are, or who we´ll grow to be...
They don´t know you, just Me...

And all I see is this song...
Bearing so much more than I can see...
So much more than these few words coming out of me...
All I see is all that lies behind...

Unbroken...Safe...still unsure
What comes ahead is not yet known.
The song won´t tell you more than this...
All you are now, all you´ll ever be

Forever longing for more
But still free...untouched by the destiny...
There´s not such thing as fate...
You are your own weight in your choices

You are your one road
Lonely, sometimes, full of joy,
crying, staring, caring if someone´s not there
...

Your shelter and this song
Is all you´ll take with you
Follow the road and you woný get lost
Anymore...

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