mute indeed are my tongue and heart
ravenous in search of love
so am I
if fool to be this way
that i managed to resurrect
the unfailing mem'ries of yesterday
mem'ries of me and you..
I am but pieces
in such a distant place
where sparklin' are tears of longin's
and shimmerin far from there
is but sole essence
of happiness...and love.
like a soul in the dark
slouching..
afraid....
hiding behind a rock...
a rock of pretentions and lies
that i was with you
locked in you.....
and that's definitely but...
a hunger of this ravenous heart......
and i long for you.....