Flying away with the mind
A new heaven
It's easy to find.
Blue cloudy skies
Seems to be green fields full of sheeps
That just make me thinking about eternity.
In a stormy and foggy night
The best solution is, or it might,
To lift me up
And do all the steps I lost,
Even if I'm fed up,
Knowing how much it really costs.
Unconsciousnessly, I gave my life
In the arms of the destiny
Who, fastly,
Cut it with his sharpest knife.
Liars are all they who talk about a written future
'Cause anyone of us
Can decide for its personal adventure.
