MORFEO

It seems so random what saves us
The kiss of calm becomes so valuable
The weight of souls and their eager embrace
Linked to each other on the edge of the bed

As if nothing happened to me, posing
Between worn-out looks, thinking
Always a little more than necessary
I remembered your skin, my faithful confessional

Between smoke and another cheap reflection
I don't hide my fears, because they only give me away
I accept the mistakes and that way they don't kill me
At most, I use this life as a proofreading

I feel an emptiness, like you in the evening
Your figure so distant wants to fade
I'm looped in a dream where I can't run
My being can't scream, nothing quenches my thirst

You ask me: Where are you going? Why do you escape?
Maybe, I just add a little extra weight
Drinking the glass as if I found peace at the bottom
But to find it, you have to have another one

Now, I no longer blame routines
If some calm you down and others save your life
When I thought I already knew it all
You arrived to fill my eyes with intrigue

Maybe I sinned as a hardened egoist
Because I tell sadness and live happiness
I live with the emptiness and share it
Towards the shelter of another ear so I don't talk only to myself

Bah

At some point I have to go out
I can't be living all day in myself
Looking for reasons for what isn't
Or explanations for what I wasn't

In this marathon with no end
The crowd running without knowing why
Looking for a crevice to breathe
And transform the shadow into an ivory light

Today I walk again
Wanting to find some sign in time
Today I dream again
Or imagine some sign all the time

The weariness of conforming to habits
Dictated by the collective judge of what's valid
I dare to the slow and perceptive of my mood
Even when the sensitive dies at the hands of the fast

I understood why I like the warm
Thinking of you is like approaching the fire
The one that turned the oracle into ashes
Incinerating destinies to rewrite them

Waterfalls in the iris for an almost
Catharsis, phrases that don't go through bile
It's like that, even if it sounds like an antithesis
Sometimes the crisis is a step away from the oasis

Time no longer adds or subtracts
It's just orchestrating its masterpiece
Each one plays their role in this setting
I doubt life has ever been ours

It doesn't bother, it even brings relief
Knowing that I don't know if I'll ever be myself
In this city, chants and delirium are heard
Cries and revelry sprout from a gravel sky

Bah

At some point I have to go out
I can't be living all day in myself
Looking for reasons for what isn't
Or explanations for what I wasn't

In this marathon with no end
The crowd running without knowing why
Looking for a crevice to breathe
And transform the shadow into an ivory light

Today I walk again
Wanting to find some sign in time
Today I dream again
Or imagine some sign all the time