Viaje
Cymbaline
Journey
A scare made him move
And travel towards the tremor
He thought he was going to come back
That domino effect
And then he felt on his skin
Like a chase
His travels and that fear
Are going to split in two
Are going to split in two
Are going to split in two
Are going to split in two
The statue is going to break
Everything is fragile like you
And your paper boats
Are going to float in the sun
Are going to float in the sun
Are going to float in the sun
Are going to float in the sun
He went so far afterwards
Until losing control
His dog doesn't talk to him
It's just his imagination
Passing through the senses of the night
(inside the journey)
Passing through the roads and the cars
(inside the journey)
Passing through the sounds of the voices
(inside the journey)
Passing through the walls and the men
(inside the journey)
And so in the place where you are
You would like to have remnants of a day and travel
And so in the place where you are
You would like to have remnants of a day and travel
(inside the journey)
(inside the journey)