Walking to the street

Walking to the street

Walking to the street

I find the steps of your windows view!

All the love,

And silly things,

That I never would approve …

It’s real, it’s true!

Going away

I can see, I can see…

My self in no where’s bar

Smoking a cigar

Like the smoke without no blue!

You are what I have dreamed,

So kind, so beautifully armed!

Dangerous door!

My unimaginable last floor!

Last night i woke up…

It’s enough having you,

In my head by day

Looking up

To find a little of heaven and a answer to!

At the bus stop,

I decided to go by train

It’s a nice form of transport

To travel with rain,

Away from your port!

You are what I have dreamed,

So kind, so beautifully armed!

Dangerous door!

My unimaginable last floor!

Can I blame my faith on you?

Or, Leave in silence …

Was this a nice thing to do?

If I ask why you,

Never asked me to stay?

It’s that a stupid thing to say?

You are what I have dreamed,

So kind, so beautifully armed!

Dangerous door!

My unimaginable last floor!

Now so far way,

I can feel

That I never will,

Remain still!

I’m unable of bearing the memories

In the quiet past …

But I must stand!

No turning back,

No turning fast!

You are what I have dreamed,

So kind, so beautifully armed!

Dangerous door!

My unimaginable last floor!

Because in the last breath you took…

Your hand was mine!

But your body language …

Was so simply faked, in your look!

I watched in your ayes the distant road …

It was you that were living whit no pry!

I just stay….

Goodbye!

Por, Bruno Carvalho