You don't know what day it is as you go
where you don't see me now
wherever you are you will be
inside my dreams now
I move my wings again
trying not to fall from alone in the void
to start becoming the way I should have been
only if I really wanted anyway
all the things I see
so new that sometimes I don't even I believe it
and I'm afraid that the heat of a ray of sunshine above my head
will melt my wax wings or dazzle my sight
and now don't listen to me
look, I'm also afraid to make you understand
I'm good or bad just words
like drops that don't change the sea level
it doesn't go down or rise
but something is moving underneath
and it's all those voices that become new again
and come back stronger on a day like any other
I move my wings again
to a new place
I move my wings again
because I'm looking for a new place
I move my wings again
towards a new different place
Inside my dreams now what is there and what remains
only the monsters inside my head
what shone wasn't gold
what remained was not eternal
it wasn't even love that loved me
yet it seemed to me
/>the only sure thing I had
but I wake up slowly
it can't rain forever
no one ever tells you anything
in fact no one has ever told me anything
and what really is the problem
remaining alone or changing the system
and if an important thing is worth less than zero
and any bullshit becomes a delirium
I push and I carry on on this day like many others
So I draw a few lines on the account
and I'm tired of running away from what's around me
because I need to try again on my own to understand if I fall
as if I had really lived anyway
I move my wings again
to a new, different place

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