terça-feira, 30 de julho de 2013




living a dream - untold
living a life - made up
between words and desires
wishes and lies
told to myself
while i burst my veins
playing these chords
of an unknown song
a march for the decadence
for a decent sad life
seeking for the joy of the innocents
in the nights that have no end
where i wanna finally find 
the sparkle in someone's eyes
shining bright clear
while we seat on those filthy pavements
'till the sun rises shallow
over these empty vessels.