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Spring weaves your path
All around you melting chords
Timbres cast you shadow
in your interposing halo

Blissful mission
Take the time to reform me
Strange perception is my obsession
for the streets you walk

The trail of a thousand days
marks the wounds you left untreated
and now your silly dog
barks his way through the yard defeated

I have come to realize
all the wrongs and most of the rights
The misleading apathy
The crestfallenself in me
Soon I'll seize the newborn day
The naïve new hope at bay
You’re still everything I need
but I’m not anymore what I breed

There’s a war outside my window
Nations fight for vital lands
But I’m safe behind my teardrops
Crucified by your small hands

The ambiguity of errors
the forgotten lullabies
are only songs I listen
in my empty rooms of ice

When you exculde me
from all your ill-thoughts
I fight the urge to kiss your violently
but I'll be here when the morning comes ...

... it's a promise

It's the age of infancy
and we're swimming into its sea
For as long as we're still young
we can build our private ark
You're my credo, my pastoral land
I never met
You're the fabric that dreams are made of
and I cannot dream anymore

I feel so beautiful
My perfume was then your sweat
and I'm calm and hopeful
underneath the city lights
We can always pretend
act as if nothing happened
And the day that you'll remember
make a wish forever

Forever crushed, forever loved
forever trust, forever hate
This simulation of decay
grants us all the toys to play

I'm a liar who offends
all the reasons for romance
with your mesmerizing guilt
and your cynical retreat
I still love you and I whisper
all of those foolish songs of love
You're still everything I need
but you're also free to live

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