Ghosts
Learn the rhytm of your breath Feel when you’re sad, even if you’re not with me Want to create something Special that swept our ghosts away, to give this life a light Intend to leave every moment Of us that i will have the chance to, hope to be able to let you feel good…
Are you there?
The railway ends, no other roads and I’m just sitting there. Sunny fog around, flashing light of thoughts; I can’t see you. Lying down my head, sunny fog around. Are you there? Turning around my eyes, the shines glows through still can’t see you. Walking besides the railway, searching for the lights to guide me
Perdona Colore.
Perdona il colore ha scordato l’essenza. Comprendi la forma non lascia più l’orma. Concedi a Respiro il suo essere pigro. Dimentica del tatto l’irruenza del contatto. Mentre affanno rincorre, rincorre un vuoto immenso, così che l’anima si perde concedendo a cuore tregua in questa oscura lotta, eccola la flotta, il sentimento che accorre affoga nel
Respira
Frammenti di sogni e l’abbandono. Desideri dei vili e fortune dei vinti. Disperdi l’aria a riva, respira. Photo Credits to: Viacheslav Potemkin