The beauty of silence, is the noise of no words,
Where is the light in your deep dark room?, A shock of light could save you from the shadow.
Why is the dark behind the moon? Out of reach until the light is shattered.

jueves, julio 31, 2008

When the violence causes silence, we must be mistaken

I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I'm looking for complication
Looking cause I'm tired of lying, trying,
Make my way back home when I learn to fly.

1 comentario:

Nacho dijo...

dumbo sabe volar =)

no es hipopotamo...pero esta cerca ^^ ajajajajaja
voy a juntar fuerza...y la q te voy a dar cunado vuelvas vas a ser una ciruela gigante xD xD xD