I remember when my eyes
could fly away over an open field.
Any kind of hurt
doesn’t seem so painful as a broken dream.
But now I know those
times have gone
and I can only say:
“help me I’m so tired of running”.
Someone told me life is
like a tiny boat lost in a sea of knives.
Making castles over
rainbows seemed to be just a simple work.
On and on we felt more
powerful and nothing could be ever wrong.
How many nights
wainting for a flash,
how many days looking
for an answer to every question.
Someone told me life is
like a plane crash-landing on the Milky Way.
But don’t worry man,
there are no shadows in
the sun.
Take your sit and think
this show has barely started to run.
You don’t have to pray
you don’t have to leave
this way.
Nothing is as right as
you believe.
Someone told me life is
like a thunder rolling into a cup of tea.
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