Sorry
Running
More and more we are running
Running longer
Running faster
Running scarier
Running for time
To have more time
To run again
We are running away from our past
Running in the present
But where are we so eager to go
Since we’re surly not looking up for our future?
We are running from an artificial inside
To another one
And another
And if we stop
It’s only to immerge ourselves
With a constant overload
Of fast running
Artificial images
And artificial sounds
But what are we running from?
We are rushing to finish our meal
Not even tasting it
Not even a thought to where it came from
We are rushing to clean the table
To go back to our
Aseptic artificial surrounding
What scare us all so much?
We are running from physical contacts
We are running from our look
We are running from our scent
We are running from our feelings
We are running from our thoughts
Why are we so scared of our humanity?
When will we STOP
Find a gaol to run to
Instead of running scared
Straight to our perdition???
Magic
I came in a world shaped with magic
Surrounded by sounds, lights and feelings
Everything so warm, intense and bright
What else to be expected from such purity?
The forbidden fruit I had to taste
There must be so much more than this?
Started the quest of purpose of life
And the long learning of the secret of words
Slowly becoming more mature and knowing
I’ve never seen what it was costing
No more magic, simply logistic
How comforting to know everything.
Now I’m older brighter and wiser
Then why am I lost and much sadder?
Breathing, eating, working and sleeping
Where all the magic has been fleeting?
I thought I knew what I wanted
Worked so hard to finally get it
Now that I live which I dreamed for
I yearned the faith in magic lost
If anyone find the key to that door
Don’t be greedy I’m pleading thee
If you’re afraid to turn that key
I’ll be obliged, so come to me.
Once I had it and was in bliss
In my trade I blinded my fear
Now that I know all that I miss
I dread that never again will I feel it.
Upuat
I always felt deep inside
That I was a tired old soul
Trying to show my brother
How to embrace the love in life
More and more I feel that
Once again this is not the time
How long still before we succeed?
I am so tired, so filled with sorrow
More the time pass more tangible is this feeling
More and more as I assume myself,
As I feel my energy expand
As I feel moved by energies all around me
When I let go and close me eyes
What I thought was a long last friend
Comes to me and I know deep inside
That it was always me
I see my feral form
Howling to the world
Searching a peaceful and secure place
To lay my head and my worries
So alone, so lonely, so lost, so needing
Then I open my eyes
And truly I am afraid.
Am I really loosing my mind?
Will anyone offer me the rest I long for?
Will someone ease my soul?
More and more we are running
Running longer
Running faster
Running scarier
Running for time
To have more time
To run again
We are running away from our past
Running in the present
But where are we so eager to go
Since we’re surly not looking up for our future?
We are running from an artificial inside
To another one
And another
And if we stop
It’s only to immerge ourselves
With a constant overload
Of fast running
Artificial images
And artificial sounds
But what are we running from?
We are rushing to finish our meal
Not even tasting it
Not even a thought to where it came from
We are rushing to clean the table
To go back to our
Aseptic artificial surrounding
What scare us all so much?
We are running from physical contacts
We are running from our look
We are running from our scent
We are running from our feelings
We are running from our thoughts
Why are we so scared of our humanity?
When will we STOP
Find a gaol to run to
Instead of running scared
Straight to our perdition???
Magic
I came in a world shaped with magic
Surrounded by sounds, lights and feelings
Everything so warm, intense and bright
What else to be expected from such purity?
The forbidden fruit I had to taste
There must be so much more than this?
Started the quest of purpose of life
And the long learning of the secret of words
Slowly becoming more mature and knowing
I’ve never seen what it was costing
No more magic, simply logistic
How comforting to know everything.
Now I’m older brighter and wiser
Then why am I lost and much sadder?
Breathing, eating, working and sleeping
Where all the magic has been fleeting?
I thought I knew what I wanted
Worked so hard to finally get it
Now that I live which I dreamed for
I yearned the faith in magic lost
If anyone find the key to that door
Don’t be greedy I’m pleading thee
If you’re afraid to turn that key
I’ll be obliged, so come to me.
Once I had it and was in bliss
In my trade I blinded my fear
Now that I know all that I miss
I dread that never again will I feel it.
Upuat
I always felt deep inside
That I was a tired old soul
Trying to show my brother
How to embrace the love in life
More and more I feel that
Once again this is not the time
How long still before we succeed?
I am so tired, so filled with sorrow
More the time pass more tangible is this feeling
More and more as I assume myself,
As I feel my energy expand
As I feel moved by energies all around me
When I let go and close me eyes
What I thought was a long last friend
Comes to me and I know deep inside
That it was always me
I see my feral form
Howling to the world
Searching a peaceful and secure place
To lay my head and my worries
So alone, so lonely, so lost, so needing
Then I open my eyes
And truly I am afraid.
Am I really loosing my mind?
Will anyone offer me the rest I long for?
Will someone ease my soul?