Wasted Days

Can you remember?

Remember my name?

Can you remember?

Remember that day?

When we ran into the rain

And burn the chain in flame

Around our neck?

Leafs on the deck.

Can you remember them?

How to speak?

How to break

The wall made of brick

That we know

Stands so thick?

How to see?

How to breathe?

How to break free?

How to touch?

How to run

To what you want

So much?

Remember.

Can you remember?

Remember my breath?

Can you remember?

Remember the death?

All those cracks in the all?

The dead whales from the shore,

Brought by the storm?

The past days empty home,

Can you remember?

Can you remember?

Remember the fears?

Can you remember?

Remember the dreams?

Our hungry beasts,

Anyone has ever seen

Hanging on our hearts

Sorrows’ feasts

Not knowing where it ends

Or where it starts?

Can you remember?

Remember the days?

Wasted in stationary trains

As they sleep in our veins?

Can you remember?

From the Underground

It is raining.

It is raining

And they’re coming,

Yes, they’re coming.

They are moving,

Moving fast,

With no one left

To stop them

From coming.

And they’re closer,

Closer to us;

On the empty streets

They’re coming,

They’re coming,

Through the rain that falls down

On us,

They are coming

From the underground.

Afar sound

Of white noise

Crawls under my skin,

They’re coming,

Coming for me;

Lost my poise,

With such a fast

Passing moment

That cannot last.

It is raining

And they’re coming,

They are coming

Coming to put me down,

It is raining

And they’re coming,

Coming from the underground,

They are coming,

…coming for me.

No Evil

See no evil,

Hear no evil,

Speak no evil,

Do no evil.

When all the silence,

When all the darkness,

When all the violence,

When all the sadness

Effuse

In the night,

With no light

Making it mine,

Ending the time

Confuse.

See no evil,

Hear no evil,

Speak no evil,

Do no evil.

Too late,

It is too late!