Beyond the lines

The black is turning silver, your flesh is getting paler, the joy is now minimized this is the day we realize. . . don't let that happen, and from this moment on, lets try to keep that day, far far away. . . the dawn is half past dead, and now we don't have anything to unload in our head, maybe our time is nearly over, or we just begun to turn our ends motor. we wont let that happen, and from this moment on, lets try to keep that day, far far away. . . lets play our old toys, and swing or swings, till we see what we already saw, lets make it all clear just before we go. . . we will never let that happen, and from this moment on, lets try to keep that day, far far away. . .

Sunday morning. . . You'll hear oldies on the radio, while your woman cooks your microphone. The siren screaming "get away from here!" the Aud lang syne is in your ears, It changes overtime. The moment of silence is important, than a series of bombing for the innocent. . . The running chariot of insolence, heading it's way inside my head and blowing it! Saturday have just arrived, The nightly calm and lullabies. Yesterdays home is now long gone. . . my father shot himself with a two barrel shotgun. . . The moment of silence is important, than a series of bombing for the innocent. . . The running chariot of insolence, heading it's way inside my head and blowing it!

Will you still love me after after 4 I brought you a bottled snow, Well you still haunt me in my dreams, a beautiful nightmare indeed . . .

who says the world is flat? the same man who said that love is all around?

Do you know what? That "What" is a word? So What is a word, but now what? The universe started without a single word, but maybe it all started with a single thought. . . Thoughts. . . by the way is an Idea, the process of thinking, or careful consideration But what are we to consider? What are we to believe? What if a Word is not a word? . . . What if what is not what it is? . . . What if what doesn't even exist? in the library, in the dictionary, in the pages, in the texts, What if the letters W,H,A, and T weren't invented? How do we Question unknown phenomenons? like what is happening? what is out there? what is this and that and those and these? imagine a world without WHAT. . . Is out there. . . Is the most powerful thing in the universe. . . Is a word worth it? or What?

A wise man once said "Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that." I was young then; undecided, Immature, fragile, but already broken. . . But i found a beacon of light shimmering in the center of an abyss that is my heart. She was shining with a soft wavering of light, Radiating warmth, Giving off sparks. But I was afraid. It was my first time to see something so beautiful yet unknown to me. I was afraid. . . I stood in place, Struggling to survive the coldness, Trying to close my eyes to see nothing, but nothing is synonymous to darkness. There is no difference between closing your eyes and opening it in pitch black darkness. Trying to empty my thoughts and numbing my feelings, I dreamt of the light. They say you'll only see something in your dreams when you see it in reality, but that light is my one and only reality. The light is near me, and there in that dream I can touch it, hold it, and never...

There In the middle of nowhere We find ourselves side by side in a comfy sofa chair, We didn't know how we got there, but we don't really care. Looking forward but not looking back, what does this mean? are we on the right track? There In the middle of nowhere We find ourselves side by side in a comfy sofa chair, We didn't know how we got there, but we don't really care.