I've lost myself,
within all that I found...
Perhaps it was
the manner in which...
Life,
Precious as it might be...
Endless words,
dipped in religious colors...
Remember that roof at the top of the hill
where the silence grew thick...
A hundred times my words
have changed but my voice...
Behold the seconds ticking away,
while the minutes pass by...
Cover me over with melody
Cover me over with time...
A secret life
hidden away...
With the wings, they escape my thoughts.
With a coal, they burn my imagination...
I can't erase the
raised by women alone stain...
Like wet cement carrying an impression;
my footprints still linger from...