Go with a long trip
A train ride logic mind
Let's see from the beginning, at the time
They told me to run, to go out and get lost
The magical misery, pushing us to the precipice
Trumps the truth, with a short rate
The magical misery, a friend of old
I remember when you told me “again will not come anymore”
In still waiting at the station
In 'bench to erase all our minutes
The license, I thought, fill the gaps
Again I find here and leave off.
The magical misery, pushing us to the precipice
Trumps the truth, with a short rate
The magical misery, a friend of old
I remember when you told me “again will not come anymore”
PS: A little memory of the unforgettable rainy night, 5 years later, I still have not realized that it was inside the pen in my hand ...
And this is rather than things that we do not understand, simply live...
