Thay boy was me
My wings are unfolding my vision
I can feel the flow of all the things
The petals keep falling from trees
Keys, my dreams are wide awake
I want the life from the silver screens
I want the feelings I cant reach now
Now I can see, the life they dream
I waiting too long to reach my life
Time, life they compete with each other
To see who will bound their soul to them
Dream, Tear they make our ilusions free
That young boy left behind was me
André Araujo Ribeiro
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