Where are you
Among the clouds of a gloomy morning?
I searched for you, between roses and thorns
in the ruins of a soundless city
switched off by the moon up there
I'm searching you, thousands of poets and their poetries
I've searched you in the blade and in the bottle
in the pain and in the pleasure
When the voice couldn't exit
You don't exist, you are my unconscious dream
I've searched you, you're not from this planet
Where we can hide together
hidden from the lights of the dusk
found doom the lights of the morning
Surrounded by sirens and the blue