All earthly things are gray and flat
I remember when Killers were a band
And we shouted to their song
Life was glitter and love
Do you remember?
All earthly things are fading and going black
I wonder if I am going blind
Or if it is just the sight of the hole
And I am falling
Do you see me?
All the earthly things are ugly and bad
I cannot hear my voice when I scream
I cannot breath, I cannot go up the water
I cannot deal with this pain
And I am going distant
(as Vinicius said, the distance – indeed -, it is the way)
Do you miss me?
All the earthly things are incomplete and sad
But, oh my dear, dying is my way to Heaven
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Image: work by Nicholas Mottola Jacobsen.
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