Right inside a crystal box
Where you can see clearly through its walls
Are trapped my fears, and the vision of my goal
The truth becomes an argument, and my thoughts transformed.
Right inside my heart
Where you can see clearly though its walls
Are trapped the scars, product of my past
The feeling becomes a threat, and my love shuts down.
Right inside myself
where you can see nothing at all
Is trapped my future in our past
The strange missunderstanding, of a broken life.
SDIH (2006)
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