there's a point right after life's limit
where you can't be and you can't get answers enough
there's a place through our air
where i can clearly see the sadness and something more there
there's a huge hope
and no fear nearby
and there's a little boy
who can't be both sides
where am i? please, tell me
'cuz it's been tiring not to get the superficial conclusion
even my parents haven't accepted it
the way i've been in confusion
please, make me better in a moment
and let me fail in another
but forget me when i'm overwhelmed
otherwise there will be a mess
over the mountains i found some confort
and in this south sand i can fly
or you give your hand
or you leave in this land
baby, i won't take your time
because i've got mine too
i won't change the way i move
look at the sky: it is blue
sábado, 31 de julho de 2010
My blues
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