You are my poisonAnd my medicine You are my illnessAnd my health You are my ruinAnd my savior The farestAnd the nearest The sweetestAnd the harshest Sometimes the night breaks the walls of my fearand I dream songs, but they are thrown away and eaten by the oblivion of sleep You are the shadows of the pastand the lights of the future Let me look into the eyes of the cruel and tender,of the shy and boldof the silent and shouting one You make me feel like a two years old girl left alone outside in the cold rainto whom you say,before you close the door,“find a way to dry yourself,find a way to warm yourself” I was made of steel and fireI was made by the pain of my never born childI was made by snow tempest and chilling wind I am bleeding fleshI am a wild animal full of old wounds,of which I bear the signs,of which I bear the story Not long time ago I was walking alone in the market of my village,bearing a big stone in my heart,feeling that there should have been another place, maybe far, far away:Another kissAnother manAnother lifeAnother Home; So I started to travel aloneand to save money just for that purpose;with my eyes wide open,facing my fears one by one The fears of a child born and grownwith the feeling of being inadequate anytime and anywhere,with the convinction of having to ask for permission to exist,who has been fighting with these demons through a whole life. I was caught by a flung of jewels accross the ocean, sea of emerald, beaches of gold and loneliness Two times I walked alone for hours through the desert and along the ocean shoreand after one day I found you. In a few minutes the dam was brokenand a huge waterfall of tenderness towards you overwhelmed me;I knew, that day, I would have never ever left that place for any reason in any way. I was lost, finally Thanks God I found you,my pain and my relief Every time you look at meEvery time you talk to meEvery time you touch meI feel you are giving me Gold A part of me needs the time to take this Gold to the altar, leave it at the feet of God,open the heart and pray a Thanksgivingfor you being in my life When you don’t find mesometimes I’m fighting with myselfbut most of the times I’m thereat the feet of Godand I can’t avoid it You don’t know how much I love you
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You are my poisonAnd my medicine You are my illnessAnd my health You are my ruinAnd my savior The farestAnd the nearest The sweetestAnd the harshest Sometimes the night breaks the walls of my fearand I dream songs, but they are thrown away and eaten by the oblivion of sleep You are the shadows of the pastand the lights of the future Let me look into the eyes of the cruel and tender,of the shy and boldof the silent and shouting one You make me feel like a two years old girl left alone outside in the cold rainto whom you say,before you close the door,“find a way to dry yourself,find a way to warm yourself” I was made of steel and fireI was made by the pain of my never born childI was made by snow tempest and chilling wind I am bleeding fleshI am a wild animal full of old wounds,of which I bear the signs,of which I bear the story Not long time ago I was walking alone in the market of my village,bearing a big stone in my heart,feeling that there should have been another place, maybe far, far away:Another kissAnother manAnother lifeAnother Home; So I started to travel aloneand to save money just for that purpose;with my eyes wide open,facing my fears one by one The fears of a child born and grownwith the feeling of being inadequate anytime and anywhere,with the convinction of having to ask for permission to exist,who has been fighting with these demons through a whole life. I was caught by a flung of jewels accross the ocean, sea of emerald, beaches of gold and loneliness Two times I walked alone for hours through the desert and along the ocean shoreand after one day I found you. In a few minutes the dam was brokenand a huge waterfall of tenderness towards you overwhelmed me;I knew, that day, I would have never ever left that place for any reason in any way. I was lost, finally Thanks God I found you,my pain and my relief Every time you look at meEvery time you talk to meEvery time you touch meI feel you are giving me Gold A part of me needs the time to take this Gold to the altar, leave it at the feet of God,open the heart and pray a Thanksgivingfor you being in my life When you don’t find mesometimes I’m fighting with myselfbut most of the times I’m thereat the feet of Godand I can’t avoid it You don’t know how much I love you