Somewhere along my way
I come across this wanderer
a bit dodgy and hairy .
His meager luggage
stowed at the shoulder
like a sailor touching land ...
I\'ve recognized you ,
reflection of myself
lost in an illusion of movement,
mask of pain on the suffering of a birth...
Somewhere along my way ,
Led Zeppelin,stopped to give me
on mile of sky ,that I believed in
and abandoning myself
to the voluptuousness of a smoke
as blue as the hell ...
Somewhere along my way ,I met a love
who deposited in my passport
a forever visa with no return ...
Death wasn\'t waiting for me yet .
Somewhere along my way ,
picking up the hours with this insane twin
who told me :
\'\' So nice to bite you ! \'\'
Morrison introduced me to his only friend
that I owned for one night
before heading out into the day
like a survivor .
Now I\'ve come to the end of the road
and all that\'s I left is the somewhere ...
Bluish visas on the journey ,
lying me about Kathmandu and Ibiza...
rusty ship asleep on the quay ,
no longer dreaming of departures.
Kerouac rolls one in
on his way to nowhere ...
Are we just avatars of Mandrake the magician ?