Tus Fantasmas
Rocco Posca
Your Ghosts
Brushing the edges of my soul
You plunged me into the fluorescent flow
Of your sky, your whirlwind
The birds are singing
The sun is shining
And there you go, lost
In your big shell
Standing firm, facing the tsunami
You fight against everything you've lost
While searching for the darkness
You miss the most divine
The birds are singing
The sun is shining
And there you go, lost
In your big shell
The birds are singing
The sun is shining
And there you go, lost
In your big shell
Stop searching, where there’s none
Stop searching, where there’s none
Stop searching, where there’s none
Stop searching, where there’s none
The birds are singing
The sun is shining
And there you go, lost
In your big shell
The birds are singing
The sun is shining
And there you go, lost
In your big shell
