Manoel died
and the world...

I wanted to blow the dark open
as the oceans mourned...

I go beyond maps, seeking the language of beings
when she pulls my strings, healing me, awakening...

Blinking she wandered into the eighties, striving...
it happened quite suddenly as these things do and...

I am an educated fool
tearing myself in two...

I beg time to stay:
Bebel Gilberto is singing Simplesmente...

Demeter blessed my coffee
with another doubt...

Soren, my love,
it is not easy to endure...

My transparent heart just wants
cliches, lies and the eternal abandonment...

The color of her skin holds untold stories of...
and as she passes by barefoot and in white...

Nothing belongs to me
even my life...

Did i tell you i was his muse
for a year and a couple of cigarettes...