The Shape of the Snake

Lies are but food
To this World
Years of seeing facts
This I’ve learnt

Snakes…
Come in different shapes
And wait…in the shades

Wounds that seem fresh
Soon they heal
Flowers that cry
Shed fake tears

And snakes…
Come in different shapes
And wait…in the shades

Keep it safe
Don’t be true
Innocence
Is a tool
That your scene
Your excuse
One more piece
That you moved

Snakes…
Come in different shapes
And wait…in the shades

Neverland Road

I've been walking this world arround
and I've seen you a couple times
I was thinking of dropping by
thing I've never tried.
Still I walk straight ahead as if I was bound,
as it's all it counts
I just keep my rite.

At the point when I think I've drowned
but the horizon seems so dry
a new route I happen to find
but I can't decide
Still I walk; even though I don't hear a sound
I can feel your mouth
drawing a smile.

I have found a road
that nobody knows;
come, let's walk together to see where it goes.

And this path I've always walked through,
searching for that someone that may be you,
turns itself to nowhere,
go there
with me
with me

I have found a road
that I'm calling hope
come, let's walk together to see where it goes...