terça-feira, 26 de março de 2013

Dream


All alone i dream while the city is totally slumbering
inside my head i see things that i've never thought you'd do to me
all my fears, my vanity, my certainty are turning to mist
and a short time i realize that all the things that i've thought, done, been are hovering with the clouds in a pretty sky above my head.
I can even fly, I'm mild, i'm fairly mild
I'd like to see you again but now, i can't even see myself
i let myself out of me.
Now, i feel all of my feelings rotating around me
i can smell nothing, i am deaf too
i can't even touch it
but my brain wants to open my eyes in one, two, three..

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