Los Caminos Del Viento

The paths of the wind
Skay
That same moon
Reflected in a puddle
Is the same one shining in your eyes

It might be hidden
By storm clouds
But a wind can clear the sky

That same wind
That can put out a fire
Can reignite the dying flame
Blows like a breeze on a summer morning
And soon after, it's a hurricane

We are those clouds
Traveling with the wind
Discovering its destination

We are like lightning
Riding on the storm
Already anticipating what's to come