When the soul wants to say something
That crosses your immensity
I am your guide to feel
The words of the mind and heart
When I saw that red rose
I also felt a red sky behind me
The clouds were closing my eyes
And I looked back
It may even be the end, but not for us
I saw the witches flying in my mind
On the Christmas night
I remember when laughter
Warped our faces
Until you're gone forever
Maybe the fantasy is lost in time
And from happy kids we become sad rabbits
Running in our day to day
I discovered that the slug also fulfills its mission
Hard and cruel is the storm at sea
It's no our doubts however
Are the omissions with oneself
And then we become cruel
And we watched a friend leave
