Come get the stones
all your music
so long after the rain
comes out to see its ghost….
Remember that the moon
is just a body
between your tears
and the emptiness in outer space…
Come tell the leaves
of all your captive flowers
say goodbye to me, tell me please
I will not know what you think
Remember that the hours
are made
of the bricks
of your crystal soul…
Think about that in your steps
a star is being born
a star…
a star…
a star….
a star….
You dream of dreaming of living here
where there will be mornings forever
that the light will be with you
as inviolable as the time here
Remember that the moon
is just a body
between your tears
and the emptiness in outer space…