Storming rain
The sound of life
Deeply drains
Into a strife

Only my age
Lives in my booth
Becomes my cage
My future, my truth

It’s just some tears
No one should care
Fighting my fears
Do not despair

To finally cope
Severely drifts,
My promising hope
Is what has left

No matter what your decision was
Or what it has done to me
No matter if you think of me now
Or what you’re doing with thee
No matter how hurt I am
Or if you think you set me free
No matter if I still miss you
Or I still want to climb your tree
No matter how many days I still have
Or how I lost my past waiting on my knee
Nothing really matters now
Or tomorrow, if it’s ever going to be

Sometimes...
The emptiness of words is all I read
The silence of music is all I hear
A blank page of mystery
Sums up my life
With a muted cry
And a single tear

Sometimes...
I give up all my defences
I have nothing to lose
And nothing to gain
Nothing but aches
With a muted cry
And a single tear

Some people are lucky to find their own peaceful moments
Luck has nothing to do with how they live
It’s just how happy they find themselves in moments of obstruction,
How blessed they feel when they are closer to the source of light
They travel with happiness in their chests
They cross thousands of miles feeling nothing but joy,
         they create when everybody else lives in bubbles of misery
They live,
Convey light,
Inspire the universe,
How I envy them!

I can feel it all coming
It won’t heel everything
But it's going to make my day

I will give you my magical treat
To never leave my sight
And never beg you to stay

I can’t hide my affection
I won’t tell you to predict
But I hope you cross my way

Day after day
And a night before tonight
Knight after knight
Lost lives climbing your height
You are a mountain
You are the moon
Don't pretend you are not the light
You are a thousand year of dreams
You are a life time of hopes
And without you...
I'm just a lost kite

No cold and no heat
Can make my heart beats
Not the fire in my soul
Not the days I lived
Not the nights I waited
Would make me retreat
From claiming your love
And hoping for a glorious treat