Glass, One sided

As far as that sky that I'll never get,

as reachable as the place where someday we met,

both wind and fire play songs to the time,

so the heat will never wash away of this minds,

always keeping signs on road,

letting us play calmed in our own.

How shameful the disgrace of being,

big disappointment of looking at colors,

tasting imaginary pictures as this

eyes travel on a rose of sweet odors,

right to complain about the worse,

the rocks, the rain and even the blood,

bad to wish the present and the future,

the gas and accelerator against this culture

of fences and fences blocking the dance,

the beautiful view and this the only stance;

lights out for the party and the liquor,

the stars, the heavens and even stay cool,

that's 'cause thoughts get away form the core,

letting drums and jungle take over control;

but why wouldn't this nature let be...?

oh that's right, 

from this side of the glass, it is only me.