Lyric

Lost in the crowd, reflected in the puddles

I am mistaken for someone else, my face blurred beneath the opaque

On the cold concrete, my steps leave traces

But who am I when the mirror shatters?

A ghost dancing among the neon lights

The shadow of a man or a name without a first name?

They call to me, but the voice rings hollow

No one is more lost than a painful quest

I am, therefore I live, between shadow and lightning

I exist, even if I flicker in the air

If you seek my soul, look at my writings

I am, I live, here, without compromise

I am, therefore I live, between shadow and lightning

I exist, even if I flicker in the air

If you seek my soul, look at my writings

I am, I live, here, without promises!

I am lent lives, roles, images

As if my skin were nothing but a landscape

Scratching on the tape, rewinding mirages

With each loop, I redraw my margins

They speak of me as if I were someone else, a stranger

But their words slip away, unable to categorize me

I am a puzzle whose pieces scatter

A piece of graffiti on a wall that time passes through

I am, therefore I live, between shadow and lightning

I exist, even if I waver in the air

If you seek my soul, look at my writings

I am, I live, here, without compromise

I am, therefore I live, between shadow and lightning

I exist, even if I waver in the air

If you seek my soul, look at my writings

I am, I live, here, without any promises!

Seeking to find oneself, an endless labyrinth

At every turn, the echo of a refrain

“Are you you, or are you what they see?”

I stand, but I tremble sometimes

I am, therefore I live, between shadow and lightning

I exist, even if I waver in the air

If you seek my soul, look at my writings

I am, I live, here, without compromise

I am, therefore I live, between shadow and lightning

I exist, even if I waver in the air

If you seek my soul, look at my writings

I am, I live, here, without any promises!