belleza
en cosas pequeñas
grandes
bizarras y feas

belleza
cuando otros
ya han sacado
su conclusión

belleza
el sol para unos
la lluvia para otros
una rosa dolorosa

en medio de la noche
en una oscuridad eterna
cuando nadie
escucha

belleza
te veo y siento
entiendo
aunque no la ves, tu

belleza
la dejas entrar
en tu mente, solo
una vez

belleza
abre un corazón
y destruye
en paz

we were walking
in a dark and empty city

we were looking
helpless and for pity

we were seeing
places for us two

even though i'm not so sure
if you could see them too

i looked into a window
and guess what i saw

it was not your name
on the television screen

but it was mine, my lostness
what caused me a heart attack

the words did not came out
all of a sudden everything went black

because of the title 'missed persons'
and you were not beside me

you were not beside me anymore
in panic i started to look around

and guess what my eye found

there, on the end of the street
i saw someone running

a black shape

and i'm sure it was you
searching for the horizon

i don’t know where i’m coming from
and I don’t know where i stand
i’m not the one to play games with
even though people think i am

i could be the one who keeps the controller
and lead us to, open or closed, an end
wild and dark and cold as i might be
still not the right one, still not free

wild and dark and cold like the wind at sea
even when the sun shines, i’m still not free
there’s something bothering me on the inside
and i don’t know if it’s normal, i don’t know right

i just feel a little different from the bottom
and i’m wondering, i’m wondering all the time
i wish i could say my brain is one illusion
i wish i could say what i feel isn't real

but then i would lie, like all those liars
those who nothing but the nothing, feel

now and then **** makes me worried
but **** also tells me to calm down
i figured out everyone’s just a zombie
for each other, a zombie or a clown