Rescue me from the days that passes by.
That invisible time have kept my shaddow bright
through dusk and darkness.
Rescue me from thougthless days that passes by,
before them thougths will pass me by.
That invissible shaddow projects bright patterns
on my wall, and time is just about to overflow.
Rescue me from gray and white, but also from those shaddows.
The shaddows that absorbs all my random thoughts.
Remember those words that were spoken for no ears.
Remember those thoughts that never were clear.
Remember those shaddows that appeared in darkness.
Remember those leaps that were too giant for mankind.
©Blackhole Gravity, 2000