What is like
to leave everything behind, and just look forward.
Lights as tiny sound waves.
This little song is a glimpse of freedom.
We'll sing next to the sea.
I think sometimes of the darkness I became.
No dawn, no light... as I sing everytime I push play.
But the glitter in my eyes overflows with tears of happyness
I'll touch the sand with my hands, and I hope you feel it too.
All around us, only possibilities that we choose.
We choose.
miércoles, enero 18, 2012
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