Ciclos

I arrive at this place, everything feels natural and neutral
Today I start again, like everyone else, learning to judge

Everything starts to spin and my head can't grasp
The motion of being caught in an unconscious and peculiar cycle
I wish I could see clearly, power often blinds your own reality

And fly so far and flow without fears
And dream wide awake and rise, and rise, and rise

I can't wait anymore, nor do I want to move
This fear of jumping is almost, almost untamable
And that's normal
We return to this sea, after one more filter
Castrated without thought, after analyzing
What I can choose, the key is in loving

And fly so far and flow without fears
And dream wide awake and rise, and rise, and rise

And the moon measured another cycle in the sea
The beginning came and ended again
The seed sprouted and began to grow again
Always change changed
And I change in the end, and I change in the end

And fight, and wait...