Mars in my ear

Heavy dreams

Push me like a tear to the street
i dont understand
Let me move out the past
i dont understand

I imagine you are walking
and living your life;
yours was all the life I could guess
and still I have wounds to say
dont fold on my notebook
those words that treat me
like the wind of an hurracain.

Watch my arms so strechted
i dont understand
Let me ride on this pain
i dont understand