By eaa1118

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1

Do you think there’s time

To tug at the winds left of lost angels

And make them return?

What would be their faces?

Their wings?

2

I could see for myself the embers

That died in their eyes when they left me

Undecided

3

The rain beats, and the lands

Stretch longer than the definitions

I have of going

Life should be easy under their direction

But of what use is my heart

4

I have this share of beautiful tomorrows

Since the beginning of impossible dreams

Before the world began

Mi Dulce Corazon,

There were a lot of you’s and I’s far back

That side of earth we chose leaving

Whatever the reasons, the path’s the same

Breathed out of our deep devotions

5

But sometimes, you know, it’s not much of a heaven

To wake up finding in your lucid moments

You did not find anything

Who would suspect I almost caught a star

And it could have lighted meanings

It chose to melt before reaching this planet

My hands caught air

6

But there are songs in the air that so oftentimes

When my shoes stop, they shop for silence

Not even the songs have the heart enough to ask

Why I’m still here

7

It is lonely enough when you think of distance

But don’t we live there…

We know how far still is that path end called

Being home again

8

So why must the day die before we take time out

To stop these knights

But I guess without these knights

How will we ever find

What it is we’re after…   Abante!