quarta-feira, 22 de abril de 2009

Ephemeral soul






I'm an ephemeral soul
Made with the night mist
Bathed in the newborn sun
Kissed by the sweet rain.

I walked in the dusty roads
Sleeping in tall and strong branches
Hiding for those who would try to hurt me
Not letting them know about my existince

I was like the shadows
You know I'm there
Sometimes you see me
But you'll never be able to touch me

I ran
I fought
Those cutting strings
That tried to held me in my place

But when he came
Touched by the sun
Eyes that invaded my soul
I just couldn't say no

He was the first one to reach me