AND WHAT IF...?

The sun hides and the night comes for a reason, they live in darkness and not only for this season. Once they find a place, no one can cross their space. No enemies or big aliance, without knowing, they are working on a new kind of science. Sit together when they feel alone, is just one way both have to be like home. She brings the happiness and the pain, he´s already gone bad and it´s easier to go insane. Do not shout or scream, that´s going to make her even more affraid of him. Meeting people standing in a corner, now their world has no more order. Feeling lonely even together, stress and tension has become their all year weather. Their is no safety zone when the earthquake hits their home. Such storm and heavy rain, makes it harder to stand the pain. A sunny day laying in the sand, doesn´t mean it´s easier to understand. Good vibes all around, but she needs to see him laugh or at least listen to that sound. Coming back feels so strange, maybe they needed that painful change. Wondering why, her life passes by. Doing things wrong only makes her feel strong. There´s a lot of trouble living in their bubble. Sometimes they agree to be sad, there´s nothing bad about that, just the deepest feeling of turning irreversibly mad.

BEAUTIFUL PAIN

Everything is fine in the higher lands, everyday the sun rises and shines. Rocking her world with amusement and control, ignoring that one day she ´s going to lose it all. Even for her it´s to much to take, when she´s almost convinced to be making the same mistake. In their life together they didn´t ask for much, they still get excited with each other´s touch. The situation is difficult, not only because she´s kind and beautiful but also they need to make from their life something useful. No time to waste with their strange kind of taste. Her name is something he won´t forget maybe lying to himself , wondering about the unexplainable reason why they met. No conclusion to a never ending story like this, it´s an amazing new world infront, like when they had their first kiss. No doubt about what they want, even though everyone say they can´t. Why must she cry to feel alive, is it not enough pain like when she play with the sharp kitchen knife ? Already broken and forgotten, their past make their future seem rotten. Red flowers full of thorns is all that he gave her, after the scary storm.

MELODY

Her day begin at the break of dawn, grab her tool and start the song, she´s afraid but nothing´s wrong. The sound is loud and deep, like the dreams they have when they fall asleep. No words to describe the kind of art she does, it´s a natural talent that she has. Running straight into the woods, the only way to find her roots. No time to hate, joy is a mental state. When she think of him, sometimes cries, between them there are no lies. After listening to her for a while, at the same time he cried and smiled. The distant future brings some hope, now that love is their only dope. Living together then running away, now they know where they want to stay. Under the shadow of the big old trees, he´s waiting for her, to ask the question down on his knees. Always looking for a better place, if she wants, he can take her into outer space. Close to the border they walk together, they both know the change is now or never. Far beyond the stars conspire, not even all the water in the world can stop their fire. He listen close to what she say, about their life in peace, waiting lonely for that magic day.

THE RETURN

She´s not really sure what´s there waiting for her, everything she has done back there was only stare, now just wating, thinking, trying to be aware. She came looking for a different future, always learning from a different culture. Being alone is the best for now, she has no clue about who, why, what or how. Dance around the music of her own mess, while the rest, look at her as if she was less. No regrets, never make no bets. She rather stay still until she lose her will. Being quiet and moving slowly has always been the clue for surviving lonely. Come back was not her plan, she was forced as some dreams they turned into sand. Has to fix a lot of stuff, give her one more cause, for her it´s never enough. Leave her alone, either way everyone has already gone, time to walk on the sunny streets without a place to call home. Jump the fence but don´t knock on the door or come inside, she´ll be waiting on the darkest corner, gun on her head, ready to shoot, paranoid, confused and so afraid. If you want to help, stay away, you can talk but she has nothing else to say. End these shouting and kicking, no other way when she started the game knowing that the important pieces were always missing.

MY CAT´S NAME IS COPÉRNICO

Since day one he was alone, learned to play and love on it´s own. Everything he observed and listen at, can be studied for weeks before realizing what is what. He doesn´t get confused or frustrated, whatever people think of him is always underrated. Is a strange wonderful creature, big, lovely, silent, lonely, hairy mixture. Is my best friend, like a brother on an imaginary family, always thinking undescribable things of humanity. He sleeps under the sun and plays under the moon, no time to be late or soon. If you cross his way, just smile if you don´t have nothing to say. Even though I´m far away, I love his hairy figure as if I spend with him everyday. He used to crawl inside my bed to keep warm, I guess when he see me, know there is no harm.

MOMENT

She came running but it was late again. She thought she didn´t deserve any friend. Alone, surrounded by them, she couldn´t wait for this story to end. It´s too much for her, cold on this sunny day, sad is the only way. Threatened to take away her freedom, she hide from herself to go through life on silent wisdom. Running away, start to feel the same, she´s getting bored of playing the same wrong game, guess she´ll have to use another name. Feeling happy is not for her, it´s an illusion for them to stare. Leave her alone, don´t need his smile, she´s not sorry, just want to look into the black hole for a while. She doesn´t like to turn into what she becomes, sadly there´s no one around to hold her hand. Must she always be so wrong ? it sound so stupid to listen the same scratched song. She must forget and stand up, but then again, what´s the point on doing that. It´s always bringing her down, kicked and bruised, burried underground. Tired of being lonely, this world is not for her, what can she know under these clouds, just that she´s still standing there. Is she making herself clear ? All she want is have a moment to dissapear.

LAST CHANCE

Their behavior is unacceptable, the world they live in is so unbearable. They even speak in a foreign language, far away in space they can manage. Never judge them because of their action everytime the say one word they do it with passion. Love seem to be all around but to notice it they have to make no sound. Tired, bored and hungry the long way back home turn them a little bit angry. Impatient and cold they are quickly growing old. He try to stay quiet or she would start a never ending riot. Whenever they build, there has to be destruction, otherwise, is

a relation with no atraction.

GIVE THEM A REASON

She sat under the wide, old tree, felt the moist wood with her left hand, trying to touch the reality that she couldn´t understand. It will take time and hard work to heal, it happens everytime that she is so obssesed to feel. The wound is still open, the system fragile and unstable, every other day, the darkness gets into deep and make her doubt that she is always able. He was on his way to his secret, lonely place, where he can be sure nobody can see his face. Try to keep calm but lost all faith, instead of finding a better reason for him to stay. Now the time to play for them is over, they want to build a present that can remain sober. It might be difficult, or look impossible, but the thruth has always been the same, as long as they try, is the only way they know that stop them from going insane.

PRISONER OF HIS OWN DEVICE

She wonders where is he wondering, and what is he looking for, or if he is looking for something. Usually he doesn´t look because he is too busy exploring incredible things that just found kind of by accident if you don´t believe in destiny, He is too curious for loosing the opportunity to see things upside down because in that way he gets to understand a bit more and accept why and what life is about, and the way they behave and treat each other could be the only and big difference between knowing what is right and what isn´t. Only then he can trust to close his eyes and walk barefoot through the dark and scary part of that period of time, a moment she calls life, without the usual fear that crawls under his skin and seems that it is going to eat him up slowly from inside out and makes him really believe that is failling or loosing when really there is no better one or winners in this fake game where everyone wants to compete even when there is no ending in this so called race, and no golden cup to give to the first one that arrives to that lost, unknown and lonely place where nobody is waiting clapping and happy because no one really cares about him.

LOVE IS ALL

Her voice on that song is all that he listen when she´s gone. Don´t need words to be long to know what they have is strong. Maybe today they will find the better way to get there somehow and stay. What else could it be if it´s not what they see. Is there someone out who knows what is that all about? He doesn´t even care for the definition of normal or rare, just want her smile for him to stare.

BROKEN

By this time it should be stolen, quietly and with no problem. She is still running away while he sit down to play. Once there was a start, now that she is so smart he feels an empty chest with no heart. It was violently removed by those who never should. Playing with fire simply makes him tired. "Look around and tell me what you´ve got" - she said - Nevermind, she always choose to forgot instead.

DO NOT SHARE

So easy for him to fake it when he has no idea how to make it. The possible seems impossible when she´s so low that every step she take is too damn slow. Realize to recognize that everything in this life has a price. Do not start from the end cause that way they don´t even have one friend. Loneliness is priceless when she has so much things to confess. Starting again is something they can´t do that is a great gift just for a few. Intelligence and hability is not a problem for these kids just a little love is all this place needs. Hiding behind a palm tree he is still waiting for her to feel free.

ASLEEP FOR DAYS

Once they woke up the day tasted sad walked around in circles until one of them went mad. A new window was opened the concrete wall was already broken. Fragile he tried to hide away no place now for him to stay. Back in black she cried for a stupid reason and lost the most lovely thing she ever have had. The return to reality was such an impossible act on their own twisted mentality. Where was their mind when they needed it so bad all this time?

REPEAT IT

One more time for now it´s fine need a way to keep these dreams out of his mind. She stepped on mud with her dirty dress now walks so sad. The party was long time over though it wasn´t enough to be them both sober. Struggling still with the unconcious business talking to themselves in a complete state of dizzines. Waiting for the time where it all will be fine, sleepy, tired and afraid on and on the story starts again.

THE SAD UGLYNESS OF REALITY

A long time ago, before the woman become a whore, it was a nice place were they didn´t need more than their own space. Now all that is gone and lost two tortured souls need a new host. She wants him far away though that night said to him - "stay". He stood up and walked away with a picture of happyness on an interrupted dream delay.

TOO MANY FAREWELLS

He´s trying not to think about the past, wondering if he could return to be lost in time, adrift knowing he would never get down from cloud nine. She was so sure that what she see is´t just blur. Running to hide away each time she says goodbye going back home repeating a big sad sigh. Nothing was ever so strong then how could all this be wrong.

TOXICITY

At certain level, she knew what´s better. To hang on to past and get lost forever. He tried to avoid her in any way but it was all said she came here to stay. Do not call or trust in somone like them their attitude will only create a bigger problem. Keep your chaep seat ! - she shouted - now you are someone I don´t need. Keep it coming there is no place for him to go running.

DISABLED

The morning light cut though the dream they had after midnight. Their mood is no longer good. She screams and cries for a thousand alibis. He walk in circles around a crazy idea she´s no longer there or even near. Spending their time together not to lose inside forever. Go along he just want to sing you his new song. Do not precipitate there is no rush in throwing all these years into the trash. Be a better friend and shut up both know these things come to an end.

NO CURE

Is this real, why is it so obscure? there´s no one there to be sure. Steal and run is all they can there is not enough proves to know they´ve won. Be patient and it won´t take long one shitty day doesn´t mean the whole life is wrong. Then why she does that knowing he couldn´t carry it on his back. He wanted to talk about it but she was on another planet. He just hope someday they could run away. It could be any day of the weak until then he will still be sick.

OUTSIDE FROM THE BOX

Hungry and tired of walking they slowly stop talking. Every now and then she said to him - "you know you´re my friend" - but he knew deep inside all things must come to an end. Happy or not that was all what he thought. Shouting has no use like living in this world wich he refused. "Don´t drag me down with you " - she said out loud - "I don´t like living on a cloud" - "Go away and don´t come back I´m in a middle of a panic attack" - so that ´s what he did walking away without ever looking back. Alone, stoned and cold everyting he does is just getting bored, angry and old.