I look around me,
People talk and laugh,
they are unaware...
But still I remember,
...
I wonder why I get so sad
I just can't understand
It's not the end of the world
Just transitory pain of my world
...
If it were in the hands of the above,
To hold me alive and dreaming;
If it were indeed in their hands,
To let me breathe and live...
...
Sometimes, when the red line
Covers the horizon and the
Sky is dyed pitch-solemn-black
Looking through the big window
...
How can I open this shell,
When you throw the fork to the see?
How can I open this book,
When you put it away in the shelf of endless books?
...
Trust me. Trust me
It is not all in vain
When the stars come out
And reach in the dark
...
Let’s pretend it’s not true
Let’s just say it can’t be
Why? Try to find a lie
To explain to this heart
...
A passion that compels us
To keep walking in the search
Of the things that were left,
Of that truth hidden long ago.
...
How can I open this shell,
When you throw the tools to the sea?
How can I read this book,
When you put it in the shelf with endless books?
...