I found a place
And I feel far, far away
I made my room safe
And I feel halfway
When the owl sings
And sadness wins
When my end comes
And the few fears become some
The sun burns me
Like the old tree
The moon turns me
Like the night sea
The desire to be
Shines inside me
The tiredness of being
Only in my dreams
When people leave
I scream to the breeze
When my tears come
And the few fears become some
The sun burns me
Like the old tree
The moon turns me
Like the night sea
I’m still around
Alone on the ground
I’m still around
Crying so loud
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Autor:
João Pedro Gomes (
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