THE SOUL

The soul

Listen...

The silence is ours.

 You are absent.

Your mind is elsewhere.

 You don't know my dreams.

You don't know my pain.

You're not bad.

You're just useless

and empty.

You can't fill these silences.

 Music is life,

 colors paint my soul,

the love I seek will come with sighs and dreams.

I can hear the distant songs of lost souls.

They too will listen, listen to me

 and finally smile, free, like me.

Music is life,

 colors paint my soul,

the love I seek will come with sighs and dreams.

I can hear the distant songs of lost souls.

They too will listen, listen to me

 and finally smile, free, like me.

and finally smile, free like me.

and finally smile,free, like me,

and finally smile, free, like me.

and finally smile, free, like me.

and finally smile, free, like me.