Deriva

Some call it a gift, I prefer luck
I found reasons before my death
I'm not good, I'm strong
Friends suffer, my hatred grows

War is painful and slow
Everyone came out wounded
Dreams are interrupted
Seeds were planted

The sky was colorful
Life is a shotgun blast
Now it's a matter of honor
I'm not tearing anything

I've taken a lot of hits
I don't get into it anymore
I can't flap my wings
Demons that we never tame

Remorse is so untimely
The leaf I tore has a shape
My head is on Saturn
(I don't know when it returns)

While I wait for it, I smoke
The peace I have today is concrete and fauna
It seems like a movie scene (stay strong)
But they're freeing the soul

I came looking, seasoning the palms
Tears of despair
I lost another partner (another one)
I need to keep calm