Home, which had always meant security
was now a cell.
Days, which had always promise eternity
were now empty.
Life was a closed room
with no windows or doors on it.

There was a road.
In other times I thought it leaded somewhere.
It has already no end.

I lost my wings.
Or maybe I never had wings.

Maybe I'm condemned
Maybe I will always have to be me.

Grey as the sky crashing against the pavement
Loud as rain exploding in the curbs
Cars driving fast
Drifting
Without knowing they are lost

People walking face to face
Never touching each other
Ignoring themselves

Maybe they think
Their time is precious
But they all wrong

Dizzy lives
Lives that work for money
Money used in buying things
Things necessary to earn more time

Buy a car that drives faster
Earning time
Buy an oven that cooks quicker
Earning time

But wait
Time for what?
Time for earning money to buy things to obtain time

I lost you
One day you weren't there anymore
And nor by night
Sometimes I dreamt about you
Tiny things I've almost forget

In some other recurrent dream
I saw you backward seeking in the see
While running towards him
He turned
And that face was nothing like his

He came back
Back to my days and my nights.
Not as the presence he was
But like a kind of personified absence

And I don't know him
I don't know him at all

I was the Sun
You were the Shadows somewhere else
I was the wind
You were a dancing flag between the trees
I was alone
And then you arrive
And I didn't want to be alone anymore
I wanted to be Us

And since this moment
This fragile moment
I wasn´t
And you weren't
But we
We were