Orientarsi verso paesaggi differenti, from an unspoken place
Where there are non wishers whose believe in Heaven better than this foolish world
Covered by Glitter greetings that seem only fast and terminal remembrance of death
Gimme a reason for breath the Noise in my too young ears
Send me a little time to reflect on my Past, because I don't wanna forget it
although all the things I shall take in my bag haven't any sense.. on, gosh, WHY?
Discover the pleasure of your needs and requalify the value of what
you have and have always had since you was a little and free-mind child
Run to the shine hole, at the end not so dark you reminded, and the question it why you are in this very small world.. WHY??
What a fucking doubt, if I don't understand with witch team play
they could think I'm like a flag. Instead, in the opposite case, I'll became too fanatic of a sicking badfare…mmm, I've got a question: WHY???