i want it to pour down on me and never stop
and i want the streets to be flooded with ponds and mud
i want the traces on the mud be gone ..
i want to place my feet in a better place
from this dark street to a beautiful boulevard
i don't want to meet psychos on my way there
i'll throw my fists on any maniac that will try to stop me from reaching any aim
i'll go there and i would cut my bonds if i had to
i'll let go of any other dream
i'll let go of being who i used to be
i just want to be there
in the place where they claimed
there , they said ..i should find my peace ...
yet i stopped ..
where is it .. this peace ???!!
2 comments:
So, you got there but you didn't find alleged peace? Maybe, it wasn't a journey to find peace .. Maybe it was runaway?!
maybe it's a runaway searching for peace ;)
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