Sitting talking about you

Amazing myself

Full of joy 

I smile, wondering

How did you end up with me

When I wasn't on the search



My old convictions though

Are old-fashioned pictures, you see

The truth is that

I have been away from myself

For such a long time



The tree roots staring at me

Through the cement



And you, moon, don't laugh at me now

You have always regulated and inspired me

You that know the essence of our true souls and minds

So which things can take you high



The tree roots staring at me

Through the cement



I can no longer ignore

The wall breaking down

The real sensations are being filtered

Like rays of the sun

I feel on my skin



How much pressure

How much untruth

How much loneliness

How much madness

Life is not possessions

And love is not pornography



Waiting for the moonlight shine



I've been waiting for a long time

I've been waiting for a sign to give me meaning to

I've been waiting

But the answer was within me

And it makes me fly so high



The world

Seen from here

Is harmony

Of which we are made