segunda-feira, 8 de dezembro de 2014

Buffoonery

I am weak and weary something
Roaming through the night
Open the skies, let they throw their disguise
For the ones who are waiting for you

Tears are seeping on the sidewalk
Lonely tears on holyday times
Bloodstained skies, hopeless end of time signs
For the ones who are longing for it

This insidious feeling taking me up
Crawling in the salty sweat on my skin
In the revelations coming to my mind
Perverting life, seek-and-hide.

In a upside down way o' living
I didn't knew life ain't a rhyme
Nor nursery rhyme, nor fairy tale
'Tis only a sow and reap nonsense.