To me you had sent indeed the wind
Thanks
As I stepped out from that door it has arrived directly in my face
But just one question
Am I a better man
But just one question
Is this a better world
Smoke through eyes that did not sleep
Of cigarettes lighten up in the morning soon
Of silence. Interrupted and broken
Usual fear to collapse in front of chewed hurting words
That forever I'll keep within and into those lowered eyelids
But just one question: am I a better man
Of the losses the most definitive and atrocious and unjust one
Soaked into those swollen eyes
It rains tears that slide in every breath, crushing into the purple
I let myself being invaded
Cause there's no shelter for those eyes that for how much
I can tighten will not have the same light anymore
But just one question
Am I a better man
But just one question
Is this, above all, a better world
Memories holding me back to that moment
It feels hard as a sandstone
Soaked into swollen eyes
Of broken dreams evaporating
It rains tears that slide in every breath, crushing into the purple
The longest second. In the fold of a morning
Another man is waiting to die
The longest minute. In the fold of a morning
Another man is waiting to die
The longest hour. In the fold of a morning
Another man is waiting to die
The night of the longest day ever. Another man is waiting to die