Largo is the way to see
long broken bridges
between today and yesterday
several old photos
and a vague sense of old happiness
Teen.
I'm looking for magic, I'm looking for freedom
Magic in silence, freedom in solitude
With many words, it is easier
disguise
what one feels
fear of the truth, fear of death.
Light and shadow the same sunset,
old ghosts, fruit of immaturity
voices that have gone, under the same
song
just the emotion keeps me alive?
I'm looking for magic, I'm looking for freedom
magic in silence, freedom in
loneliness,
With many words, it is easier
disguise
what one feels
fear of the truth, fear of death.
Voices that have gone, under one
song
only emotion keeps me alive.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)