(V)alley

Every day you get along here´s a trial

Believe me:

The only reason you´re living

Is your conscience´s survival

(so free me)

I´m leaving

But not before sharing some words

In the beginning

I feel you´re curious

But, somehow,

Expecting the worst;

These tunnel lights, they´re screaming

The sound, the crowd, the flashes,

The routine ashes,

Daydreaming,

Quiet sights and calm long nights

Are the only missing

Here I can´t be seen at all,

The landscape is much too small

Cut down by soulless ropes of iron

Bodies of concrete,

Skies of fire,

Now i´ll cut down the weed

And walk these walls and streets

Just to feel entire

Guess the alley downward

Can be somehow a path

For us to be

On wire.