How come these melodies can bury me?
Down to the warmest shade of your cold blue sea
I felt, I fell, I drowned
I clung to the tone, I latched to the sound

Keyed up, uneasy
Counting time, before you meet me
Over cups of nerve, over cold coffee
On a table for two, you’d rush, you’d hurry

Here in a massive cramped pocket
Seeing shades, green and blue
Just a speck, bright yet faded
Here, still dancing around with you

Come, heedless, let me embrace
Your cold trunk, a futile phase
In every edge, in every place
We’ll move away from the center
With all my love, with all my grace
We’ll care about the other

We barely ask further, we always read
Assumptions and surmises our feelings feed
Go dig old messy books, as if it’ll matter
Whatever that was, to love is still to love her

No matter how dark, no matter how pale
Not when I win, not when I fail
The hopeful will never be hopeless
The sad will never be saddest
Lungs with grit, veins with dreams
She may look black, she may look green
Yet she’s the thankful and forgiving
The reason and the proof why I’m living
My soul, my spirit, my being

Would you believe me if I say
I tried to leave, so many times
As much as the words you read
As much as my strokes, my rhymes
Yet, as soon as I see
The path where I’m free
I found myself, longing
To the little love you give
The only little thing I’d settle for
To the cold heart you feed
The only beat, my rhythm
There’s nothing more, there’s nothing else
Reason why I let you bury me
Come, please bury me
Go cut my skin and make me bleed
Come, lay me down and bury me!
Only you, no one else can bury me
Only you, I’ll always crave for
Down to the vilest, tiniest detail
I’ll bruise my fists, I’ll knock my core
Though I know it’s not that little to ask
But would it be okay to hold you?
Your little love, as I go through

Voglio parlare, voglio sorridere
When will I? When will I?
Waves grow big, I still stand by
When will I? When will I?