I am like a lonely tree,
In an open field,
Roots don't touch.

If you cut my ears
I won't still be no horse
I can only adapt,
But can't change for roles,

And while I just can't keep no hopes,
Failing to catch what Life may throw
My way to figure out,
I'm not a stayer, just a 'passer by'.

I love those days,
When we don't part ways,
Every chord you play,
The things in words I can't explain,
When it comes to you.

Sorry for keeping you,
After leaving me.

Where do you go?
You just died
I could see it
Like a thousand times

One step ahead
Fond of planning
Like the sharpest knife
Always stabbing

Bury your secrets
Under the birdbath
In your backyard
Through the red path

And I won't look for signs
My eyes wide shut
Still find yourself
Among prison walls

Bold Pond blues
and deep Sea dives,
Morning teas
and weekend cries,

Late night binges
I can't stop,
Loosing myself
In fast food fights,

Happy places
found in nature,
Others trying
to become my teachers,

Warm, quick tears
on ice cold faces,
Escaping places,
Not leaving traces.

I almost tripped over that chest I relocated two years ago,
It hasn't been there for ages but I keep forgetting,
I swear I still see its silhouette in the dark.

Useless dreams
You can't sleep
Look at you
Blues so deep

In your nightmares
You see faces,
Blood red traces
Unsolved cases

Dead white flowers from a cab
You always end up in a trap
Reckless, brave you fear to feel
I hope he helps you to feel seen.

I'm always coming back,
Back and forth again,
I can't get myself,
Do anything rather than,
coming back,
And then forth
Again...

I still stop by that street at night
And stare into the abyss
I left a part of my past there
In shadows, secrets I reminisce

The cat you gave me
He died last year
I lost you too
Although, you are still quite near

It's all the things
I won't get back
All the words
That I left unsaid

And you still remember
The day that I was born
The date I hate
When I stole Her from You

Just imagine the life
You could have lived
Drummers, dancers, motors
She could have gotten all of it

And now she has untidy rooms
Where are all the colors, lovely books?
Just impatience and 'Hurry up!'s
'Why didn’t you fix them up's

Want to run but it’s only walls
And time doesn’t heal
You’ve tried that one
Too responsible for a runaway car.

I can see you in my steps,
Don't know why is that,
Your name comes up in places,
Conversations, late Night readings

You surround me like a wall,
Built around can't climb, too tall,
I'm the jester, the fool, the clown,
I've been here before, I can't be proud.