i look at the sky
and all i see are your eyes
i smell the forrest
and all i scent is your cologne
i feel the rose ‘s petals
and all i caress are your lips

and my body swells
and my blood heats up
my head is spinning
and it looks like i’m flying up high

is this how love feels?
like walking on the clouds?
like all that feels you is air
and butterflies inside

i am a fool
my smile won’t fade
you’re every whisper
inside my head

and i might break into song
if you i see you pass
may kiss your lips
if i have the chance

though deep down
once the drugs fade
and my blood turns cold
i remember the talks
i remember the stones
that we carried into battle
one that we fought
but oh so poorly
that we lost

planets of all colors and sizes
floating on an endless universe
of mystic dust
and rainbow smoke

angels fly
from planet to planet
watching for the living
caring for their order

suns all around
distant but present
shining their lights
flickering in the night

one stands proud in the middle
the Sun of suns
the king of the universe
strong and powerful

it is a lovely world
a fantasy made up
watched and warded
but the lurking man

he plans carefully
outlines every detail
he paints the smiles
he writes the lies

he is a clever one
i must admit
everything plays out as his says
he is an award-worthy director

the lurking man stands above
we are standing on his palm
blindfolded, unaware
complete fools

he paints a beautiful scenery
he is the architect of paradise
he even lets us believe
that there is a greater power than him

you see,
the lurking man is a liar
and a cheat
he is a trickster
and a fraud
he hides in the shadows
planning his next move
creating a demise
waiting for the right moment
to strike

and it scares me sometimes
it keeps me up at night
how he is able to portray
such real dreams
into my own mind
and how one of this days
he will finally attack

it stands high above
proud of its shine
everyone is enchanted
by the silver-light

they write poems
sing songs
and proclaim
how romantic she is

oh what a lovely scenery
of the moon upon the
paris skyline
oh how beautiful is the moon!

sure its majesty
is some thing to behald
the contrast between night
and light

but one must always remember
that the moon shines
because the sun
lends its light

it is in times like this
when i miss you the most

when i picture
your white christmas
the smell of your misltoe
and the warmth of you fire

things i see through a dream
and nothing more
because you are not here
and you must not be real

but i still hope
and i still sing the songs
inside my head
and alongside with my heart
and my blood
that some day you will be back

though i know
that there is nothing left to do
but cope
with the unsaid truth
that my body seems to forget
with the ugly fact
that you are not coming back

and these holidays
have made me tired
of socializing so much
and giving smiles for fun

i stare into your
empty eyes
and my heart skips a beat
and my breath caughts in my throat
because what i not see in there
is what scares me the most

and i want you
to crack me up
open my chest
find my heart
grab it with your hands
listen to its tender song
cannot you hear
the constant pumps
of my heart singing
a sad love song
cannot you hear
how it sings your name
over and over again

what do i have to do
what star do i have to be
for you to realize
for you to recall
that after one bad song
i still love you whole

how is it that for you
it has all be the end
that because the beat didn’t match the lyrics
you threw it all away

and my aching heart
hurts every time it pumps
because while it calls out for you
yours is not answering back

let me explode
let me feel
let me be on hold
let me be at peace

i will remember you both
when the road turnd thin

i want to be free
        feel my hair in the wind
i want to be a bird of royalty
        see me fly, watch me go

keep quiet
even if you not

pray for me
i will come to you

i must walk my way
i must open the gates

some day it will be better
we will be together

behold
watch
glare

prescence and be part of

watch me be me
watch me IGNITE

leave something behind
        a part of your soul
learn to forgive
       apologize to all
say your prayers
       even if there's not
wait for the best
       hold you breath
make art, not war

ignite my power
be alright
in this dark world
watch me ignite

there is flowers
all around
but no enough water
for them to grow

there is a sun
up high
but no enough sky
for it to shine

and i am dying
of thirst
and i am needing
sunlight
but all there is left
is a draught
and the constant
quarrels
between the ocean
and sand