Seconds thump, they lost their way.
By inertia, destiny will bring new day.
Light of mind, the energy I miss.
Chaos, always granted, or is it peace?
How many times of you does it really take to live?
How many times of me does it take to learn and to believe?
Is it finally the right time to dream and be naive,
to go beyond but to never really leave?
Symbols written, in attempt to clarify.
Observing life, not to understand, to verify.
Value understood, only when it's lost.
Stains on memories, necessary rust.