Andale… andale 💫

La giornata è scivolata al pari delle notizie di questo giorno difficile ma ormai passato … e sono scivolata anch’io.

Guardo un punto fisso e aspetto silenziosa …

… “Bene, andiamo?” – “Si, andiamo”. E e mentre si chiude il sipario del giorno … “Non si muovono”.

Restano lì i miei assurdi ripetitivi pensieri …

…come ad aspettare qualcosa, che non arriverà mai e poi mai.

Buon riposo a tutti.

💫

Find My Way

I’m lost But I keep on walking

Sometimes it’s all a man can do

It’s dark But I keep on singing

Trying to find my way back home to you

Scarred But my heart is open

My rags are worn

and every bone is bruised

I’m tired But I keep on moving

Trying to find my way

back home to you Trying to find my way

back home to you Trying to find my way

back home to you Ooh

It’s late And the winds are whirling

Feels like I got nothing left to lose

Done my share of morning

Trying to find my way back home to you

I’m beat But I won’t be broken

Hard to always know what road to chose

I’m low But I keep on hoping

Trying to find my way back home to you

Trying to find my way back home to you

2 pensieri su “Andale… andale 💫

I commenti sono chiusi.