Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growth
and overloaded with treasure and souvenirs.
Every new step arrives out of all steps taken,
My face presents my history,
my brown eyes are jewels I cannot pawn.
I am the map of the campaign,
each ancestor has his flag,
The taste of individual beauty born of a collective effort,
every day my soul claps its hands, and sings,
consumed by the joy of a rich heritage
and all days are better than all yesterdays.
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
I Will Always Be There For You
I will always be there for you,
I am your little friend.
I will always be in love
I want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
No stupid love song can describe how I feel
Sometimes the words other people say
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
