And once again I realize that when everything just goes wrong... I can surf until a new sun in my board. Feel that no one can even touch me at 50 mph... To find another point of view while the world out there is just a lot of spots flickering in my corneas. The smells are heaps destined to fly away, and the moon gives me a tiny little glimmer that can only be seen at this magical speed. And the fairies in the woods just let me hear them. And find new descriptions of the world that are there only for me.
Because no one else can see them. Because no one else is capable of. Lost myself in the uncertainty of these shadows. Feel the cold wind's kiss on my nape. Knowing that no one deserves the deep shine of my eyes, save it in this deep hole so full of me and my stupid things. May be there's nothing left to nobody, I know. But nobody ever were where it should. Feel the speed, feel my body defending from the invisible fear. Feel the power of the action, transforming all this knowledge into wisdom.
Finaly, I realize that my truth and my world is only there for me. I've tried to share it, severely. But after, may be too many frustrating times... it's just useless. And it becomes an ironic dilemma.
But no more, I guess.
I guess that never again this song.
Just ride.
The moon
The fairies
The dawn
The sun
