When routines bites hard
the barefoot day goes around
people are feeling blue
hunted by their shadows
by the caos ,
everything’s true
they are falling in
running into nothingness,wondering
slowly disappearing without a trace
they don’t know that loneliness it’s not a disgrace ,
they see it all in black and white
I heard them scream loud
they’re noisy and a little too proud ,
aren’t their eyes too scarred
with a timid heart
full of hurt
unaware of the glory
with no risk ,without a story ?
they are all out of mind, out of sight
here nothing’s black nor white
you see, this is the daylight
wide awake through the blue
all its shades are a clue
there’s wisdom
peace, freedom
let all go,it numbs the pain
it’s all a part of the big frame
here no one’s left
you’re no longer a ghost
I see you , you’re so close
take care to reap the seeds you sow
take care of how you grow
where the lights are blue
allow your heart to move
the wild music of the magnetic life
and keep shining bright,
be the light