Blue Moon tonight, a special night.
It happens just in a while that you can see twice in month the full beautiful moon. Secret whispered dreams for you, with all my special wishes of love, with all my heart.
It’s hot, so hot today I don’t know what to do with myself.
This body, I feel I have one too many!
There is a breeze incoming but it’s like the breath of a wet dog, have a try!
I think I’ll go in the kitchen, I haven’t been able to write new pages, maybe looking to the olympic athletes will give me a better perspective.
I’ll feel happier for sure!
I don’t care about anything but my feelings today,
looking for a good place to rest in peace.
I lay down in the sand waiting for the wave
to catch my ticklish feet in freshness
to gently restore my tired soul in a touch.
Dreaming it’s free,
disenchantment’s the price.
as the sun rises his head, I have to think about my nightmares,
not going anywhere anymore, just laying as I stay.
words I had enough and more not spoken, and never to go.
whispers in my ears moving on, looking for the heart colder than ever.
as the glass crushes,my beat smashes my flesh and blood.
crying is a wasted water resource, I wasted enough, dry at all once.
my sight is lost in the far horizon line, always thinking there’s a better place for me.
Hot, so hot, day by day and you cannot sleep anymore, waiting restless for this summer to end, but.
But now it’s raining, the sweetest freezing rain it makes you think tonight I’ll fall asleep so deep.
Summer storm makes me shiver, feeling alive and longing for emotions.
Never ever live in silence.
Everybody can hurt you when you’re silent.
Scream out loud, let your life be an eternal cry.
Let everybody know your alive, moving in the time-line.
I hold you tight ’cause I can see your light,
you’re so beautiful I can’t express..
my feelings in your hand.
In circles I’m running
going where I don’t care
really smart to consider
all my life from the shore
wave by wave emotions
crush in a crushed devotion
I’m standing in the middle
of this pool of blood
where’s the victim gone?
look there, look better!
a hand’s rising high
no fair… it’s mine.