the lights go out ...
the clock strikes midnight ...
after a long and tiring day
I found myself on this street
I felt no any desire to return to home,
something attracted me .. maybe the music .. maybe the lights .. maybe something else.
what would it be?
I could not even try to stop
I had all the time on my side
twelve o'clock, midnight and 10 minutes!
I found myself at the entrance
I approached with slow steps ...
all sounded great
everything looked great
a blue drink
in a deformed glass reminded me of my youth.
the music penetrated inside of me
the hours advanced, but went for my slower than ever
and a suddenly faint flash of light outside the window, caught my attention.
I approached to the window!
and unavoidably I fell down exhausted in a sofa (a bit antique, but beautiful)
I knew no more about me.
1.30 pm another day!
my eyes opened again, a little dazed,
still bothered by the light
so fragile you stay quiet in your world
always observing who's around you
can you feel their suffering?
can you feel their bitterness?
can you feel their anguish?
can you feel their happiness?
don't hush, what would you say if you could talk .. what would you say to them..
why is your world so simple and complex at the same time?
what would you do if you could move and act ...
tell me how it feels.. see everything from outside, with a cold gaze without expression
don't hush, tell me... ohh tell me ... now
don't hush, comes to life and tell me what I've done wrong
. the curse of silence that keeps you lifeless, but ... perhaps you feel something inside?
I would like to see your world
I want to know who you are
tell me ... ohh tell me .. now
don't hush, comes to life and tell me what I've I done wrong ..