giovedì 21 febbraio 2013

Higher

A room, a lonely table,
I sit down
And fill my stomach while the snow
Keeps falling
Covering the roads
In shiny white
'Till the glittering sun
Will blind me
Then I'll fly away
To unknown places
Above the sky
Away from time
No longer hindered by this body
No longer feeling pain
From my heart

I see the covered rooftops,
And then the hills,
Until I'm way above
The mountaintops
Wandering like a cloud
And I don't know
Where the wind will care to bring me.

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