Lyric

You know…

I was told I needed to grow up

That I should stifle my impulses

Trade my dreams for a future

And silence the child within me

But me…

I believe that untamed kingdoms still exist within us

Where the stars defy the night

I remember the child who spoke to the clouds

Who saw fantastical shapes in the clouds

Who believed that a word could heal wounds

And that a glance could save troubled souls

I remember my knees raw with blood

The golden evenings of innocence and wandering

And the gentle voice of a weary mother

Telling me: “Keep your heart unarmed.”

I want to keep the rain like a baptism

The salt of tears like a poem

I want my doubts to be lanterns

And my wounds open doors

I want to walk toward tomorrow without armor

With my dreams as my only measure

Let my tenderness be my banner

And my truth, my light

I see the powerful with porcelain smiles

Their eyes dulled by the shadow of chains

They speak of love with frozen words

And live their truths on credit

I love roads that fork

Souls that tremble, voices that wear thin

I love disorder, brilliance, shattering

That is where pure burning resides

I want to keep the flame beneath the ashes

That stubborn fire that no one can extinguish

I want childhood like a vow

A naked breath against time

I want each step to invite me once again

To marvel at things that are unconventional

And to rediscover in the dust

The taste of truth, the scent of the earth

I have seen fathers bowed without a word

Mothers praying without a sound

And children packing their wings

In overly formal suitcases

So, if I must choose between oblivion and irrationality

I keep the child as my horizon

Deep within me, I keep this ancient heart

Still astonished by the morning

That believes that love is not a chimera

And that a glance can remake the Earth

I want to live again in the light

However brief, however bitter

To carry the child I was yesterday…

And to remain, in secret

On Earth