Heitor Miranda

Time Traveler

Heitor Miranda


A young dreamer
Stare her eyes into the lights
She's sick of feeling all
Even the skyes is lying

In this universe
So big to feel alone
So small for breath
Her heart please for more

But her mind is a ship
That can cross all the worlds
Searching the land of peace
Will not back anymore

It will not hurt your hands
For grabbing dead stars
She will lay down on sun
And take a rest on mars

The young dreamer
Landed her feet into another place
The air feel sweet on lips
Rising from her own disgrace

Drank a glass of life
So she could see through her own eyes
The light's shining there
From that point they cant see fear

But her mind is a ship
That can cross all the worlds
Searching the land of peace
Will not back anymore

It will not hurt your hands
For grabbing dead stars
She will lay down on sun
And take a rest on mars

Surrendered to what was withing herself
Knew all untold truth
Understanding is a matter of vision
The ancient voices sounded fool

Now she's so far I cant hear her scream
Again, again, again
The right decision is not on me
Forget, forget, forget

And in her mind ship
She crossed the worlds
Now is just calm and peace
Was she her own God