Caída Libre (part. Robe)

And I know I'm just looking at it differently
That I'm gonna turn our shadows around while I find a way
To take flight again
Robe, here’s a little piece I’m sending you
Including the verb 'to take flight,' which you liked
Let’s see how it sounds
A little kiss, bye

If I could find silence in my mental noise
I’d sleep for ten days and a year
If I could spot the cause of my storm
I’d start screaming like a rooster

Today, even the flies are ignoring me
Could it be that something smells bad to them?
The clamor of my thoughts at full speed
I’m fed up with waiting for a miracle
Tired of moving backward

I take the red pill
I drink 0.0, I eat well
There are a million pieces of furniture to move
And I don’t know which one hides what I’ve lost

Everything has the light of a fitting room
I don’t recognize myself and I don’t care much
As soon as I get a ray of sun
I’m gonna take a picture in a photo booth

Who’s calling my head all the time?
Who can patch up all the leaves that have fallen to the ground
Like a tree in winter?
And I know I'm just looking at it differently
That I'm gonna turn our shadow around while I find a way
To take flight again

Sometimes, I maneuver
To pick it up where I left off
There are too many fronts at once
And I can’t see who the hell the enemy is

Everything has the light of a fitting room
I don’t recognize myself and I don’t care much
As soon as I get a ray of sun
I’m gonna take a picture

Everything has the light of a fitting room
I don’t recognize myself and I don’t care much
As soon as I get a ray of sun
I’m gonna take a picture in a photo booth