If There's A Color Uglier Than Yellow

I've been there twice

It was the same sound I heard at both

The horizon showed me the end of the day

But the sky above me the starry night

The trees formed arrows

Seemed to show me something

Maybe that’d be a hard place and I should stay

When the stars are together

They seem like a dust

I can't touch them

To keep always seeing each other

Because anyone will never be the first

Have you ever wondered why the branches point to heaven?

Perhaps they're running away from hell

Maybe they did something wrong

Without responsibility of being punished

You gotta breathe very well

To set fire and send 'em to tomb

But there's no need of being finished

They can't even move

They're like a flame

Harmless, so don't you be ashamed

Friends of ours, one to love you gotta choose

22/08/2015

Marcus Mota
Enviado por Marcus Mota em 24/08/2015
Código do texto: T5356925
Classificação de conteúdo: seguro