giovedì 24 settembre 2015
Weather over time
You are like the weather.
** I'm the absence, and the purity **
When it rains it rains it rains and everything is going to be flooded ... a rainbow. *you*
Tic toc time... and is still a storm.
When did you make me see the sun ?!
Cloud moved from me ... and you stop doing shadow on my heart.
Now the sky is clear and you illuminate it
with the stars at night,
but where is the moon?
why will not you show me the moon?
It did rain again. *for you*
I cry, like the sky.
My eyes light of falling stars on wet wind.
I fall, Going down, falling down.
Sometimes you're the sun, when I'm cold.
Sometimes you are the wind, when it's hot.
Sometimes you're the rain, when I'm alone.
Sometimes you're a storm, when I'm sad.
Sometimes you're the night, when I'm scared.
Sometimes you're the day, when I'm happy.
"I am lost in weather *you*, in time
A gray day you, when I'm black.
You're a yellow day when I'm white.
But when you're black I'm gray
And when you're white, I'm yellow. "
* Empty white indifference.
Black, pain.
Yellow, something cheerful
Gray, sadness, nostalgia. *
You're broke, they are broken *i'm broke with them*
no one can see us
no one can find me. * Only time, only wheater *
A thermometer that no longer works, a clock without hands.
I can not be the moon if I'm the star
You can not be the sun if you're snow
Sometimes, though, you are the sun, when it's hot. * You make me sweat more. *
Sometimes you are the wind, when I'm cold. * I go into hypothermia *
Sometimes you're the rain, when I'm lost.
Sometimes you're a storm, when I'm happy. * And destroy everything good. *
Sometimes you're the night, when I want to escape. * And I do not see anything. *
Sometimes you're the day, when I'm sad. * And I want to hide me. *
Are you not under my control, (like the weather in the time)
I never know who you are and where you go. (like the weather in the time)
As the weather in time (tictoc).
All this can not stand,
all this has to go away from me. *go away with me*
I run away from the weather
I get lost in a timeless place
alone in the absence of the colors, in the absence of vacuum.
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