sexta-feira, 12 de dezembro de 2014

The Reality Is Immaterial

Separation so we finally got there, my friend
All the illusion beginning again the circle
To evolve and understand
Yet trapped inside you own brain

Struggle to find
Doubts in my mind
But this path is carved
Wich this brute stones you call faith

Alone we all are
Together facing the dark
Animals in the arc
Blue floating into space
Hoping at least to leave a trace

To follow
Remember me my friend
Did we meet?
Was that you?

Dream, destiny and dejavu
Life and death both calling you




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