Ceniza

It all started when I called and no one answered
Not even the past, I don't think it can love me
I'm the letter that no one ever found
The postscript I'll never show you

Call me etcetera, I can't even name myself, I'm the apex of
A story I would never wish for you
I would change my life to repeat a thousand moments and give a thousand moments
To call you my life

Get into my skin, I wanted to make art out of sorrow and sorrow
Clings and I know
That we all are someone, when we find the good
And when it's lost, we never return to being

In the past I told you define me, you said in the future please ask me
That now it's too soon for me to see
Those sins that are yet to fall

Where are you worth, I couldn't find you
Pull me out of bed by force, tell me that tomorrow the biggest
Problem will be nothing, since facing it, why?

Get lost with me and with my desires
Tell me you never stop finding meaning in what fails
Because I lost the five and nothing will remove the layer of doubts that

No
I'm going out again to find myself
Because it's too late to find
A little wind and throw myself into the void
To turn into ashes and fly

It all started and I wanted to call myself
But tell me who can listen
If the echo barely responds now and I hear
My name and it's worth nothing

Do you remember we used to love each other some time ago
I to you and you to me, now it's not enough

Let's live off problems like we used to, tell me what the hell
Solves us bro

How everything changes suddenly
I never get used to having myself
Everyone comes and goes, no one is forever
I know my routine is only based on losing myself

It has rained so much that I turned into mud
I got into the mud simply for the same reason
I sought freedom locked in my own room
And there's not even a quarter of what I had

I could get lost in my own painting
That I painted but for me it's different
Maybe I keep falling in love with that frame
Without looking inside, and inside it's not mine

No
I'm going out again to find myself
Because it's too late to find
A little wind and throw myself into the void
To turn into ashes and fly

It all started and I wanted to call myself
But tell me who can listen
If the echo barely responds
And I hear my name and it's worth nothing