G.a.s. Drummers Dwell My Outside
This is my song an I’ll never sell my feeling to a
Major, mass-produce my compositions or interpersonal
Comunications. But here I stand kicking blind the walls
To find an open door, two days are enough to know
What’s is happiness, and sadness.
Dreaming my life seems much easier than opening my
Lazy eyes, but there is a light, which comes from far
Away and dwells my outside.
This being deserves a world or colours, a song of
Empathy, a green covered reality, wide open horizons,
While I’m singing my blueys…
It’s a lie that I swear that I’m not a psychosomatic, I
Could break my bones if I only remembered the good
Times…
Dreaming my life seems much easier than opening my
Lazy eyes, but there’s a light, just your smile brings
Me to Paris…
Take me there.
