Today I continued heading for my region
taking signs, deciphering crossroads
my body keeps practicing its matter
my bone cracks and the word is made.
Today I continued domesticating reason
which is full of wonder facing the happened day
I project a quick sketch of the action
I outline versions that forgetting captured.
That's why I sing, sand
rock that afterwards is multitude of good water.
And I sing, foam,
crest that when it succeeds in being it isn't anymore.
I put a blade to the longing heart
I throw stars so they spark against winds
the dream unleashed the song
and today's song tastes like an oath to me.
The hurry carries a miracle and it carries error
but we travel on reared up wheels
I woke up in the eye of the cyclone
I count millions of holes in my soul.
That's why I sing, sand
rock that afterwards is multitude of good water.
And I sing, foam,
crest that when it succeeds in being it isn't anymore.
Today I continued heading to my region
with the sweet whip of a bee in my conscience
today I lost loving with a plan
but I won what it broke with caution.
Today I continued rewinding my watch
with its bell bound to an invisible number
I don't really care where my season will break
if, when it breaks it breaks the impossible
That's why I sing, sand
rock that afterwards is multitude of good water.
And I sing, foam,
crest that when it succeeds in being it isn't anymore.