journey to you
like the suffocated sea
crawling with hundreds of bliss
and part only was retained
to remain in this veins
and i understand right away
that it ain’t a solemn ride
to get my hopes onto you
thou it was a just…
then it is not a crimson sky
or perhaps a green land
but a black old highway
and a white lamp pasted on the side
trying to believe as if it was real
that im taking my bright journey that
eventually would somehow lead to you
until time perverted
now look at me
taking my journey to you
and i would like to see
that it was actually right to be
