I drive through a busy street....
Emptiness within me and at the passenger seat...

While walking alone in battered robes
I stumbled upon a lost broken road...

I was on my way to the ground
Face first, pavement bound...

Walking alone by a desolate park
Shouldn't have been there, it was well after dark...

Juanito died last night.
Shot dead out of spite...

When I still believed in fairytales
When the world hid behind clouded veils...

I've missed you...
Like a drowning man gasping for air...

You seem to know just what i think...
And for that I miss you even when i blink...

How can he?
Know for sure I'll i can be...

The clock hangs from the wall mocking me....
As the nights hugs my loneliness with the fervor...

She wakes up with tears on her face...
Noticing, next to her, his empty space...

One night, when the sky draped itself with dark...
I found myself adrift at sea...