segunda-feira, 20 de outubro de 2008

I never wished to look like a stone


The sidewalks in black and white
A shadow draws your kiss in my hand
I see no need to report clouds that pass me by
The lack of news now consumes everyone
Hold my heart with both your hands
Love
I don’t deserve this

You keep thinking I’m to blame
Guilty are the sunflower seeds
They might not mind anymore
If flowers covered by smiles
Hold something like a feverish glory

My eyes are unprotected
And your light burns
While I take off an impermeable coat
In an attempt to collect the rain
These drops are nothing more than tears

I sit and watch the stillness of time
I never wished to look like a stone
When the sky stopped breathing

But I did
When dead leaves fluttered away
On the streets
In the morning

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