Amsterdam
Diaframma
Amsterdam
Climbing the stairs brushing the wall
Don't give importance
To those passing by
Looking for something undefined
The night fades upstairs
In my mind
Everything survives in silence
I feel the friction
Of screams exiled from the world
Like pulsating fragments of life
Altered voices have dissolved
Where my eyes called them,
Where my eyes called them,
Where the wounded day raved with light,
Where the wounded day raved with light...