Miradas

For the first time I saw so many looks
countless phrases wanting to remember them
countless sneakers left hanging
countless streets that won't be walked

countless bands sing what they don't live
how many posers and fools keep going
the friends of the champion don't exist
today they leave you singing so alone and so sad

how can I explain to you
I know the pain is foreign
don't think I haven't lost too
I know what's inside
Time will shape you
the wound will never go away
mine, mine goes to my burial

countless people whose souls cry today
they ask for justice and never find anything
today they point at you with their finger
pain makes them blind
we must know how to understand them

how can I explain to you I know the pain is foreign
don't think I haven't lost too
I know what's inside
time will shape you
the wound will never go away
mine, mine goes to my burial