WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN YOU KNOW

What do you do when you know:
That you have more to give, more to experience, more to fulfill?
What do you do when you know:
Most pages in your book are still empty,
When the path ahead of you is much longer than the one behind;
There are doors yet to be opened, and more trees to be planted?
What do you do when you know:
Your magical song is not yet finished,
Your painting is still lacking numerous colors,
Though your heart is filled with them?
What do you do when you know:
That your time is running short,
Your calendar has lost a few years,
Your days no longer consist of twenty four hours,
And your hours are getting shorter with every passing day?
What do you do when you know?

BORN INTO ROYALTY

Where is that blue blood coming from?
Ink used to write your history
Your past, your imaginary glory
Rivers of fluid that kills everyday
Then you born again. like a Phoenix
Where is that blue blood coming from?
Naked revealing liquid, nectar of your non-life
You seduced me with your royalty
I could never see your eyes
Slowly but surely you approached me
Breathing over my neck when I fell apart
Furious when I was smiling again
Patient ever since
Waiting in a silence that I can always hear
Where is that blue blood coming from?
A black robe without shape you wore
A silver weapon forever sharp
You never looked directly at me
But you were always close, too close
Tempting destiny to take my air away
To combine your blood with mine and win the battle
The moment of expectation when I was at the crossroads
Ready to jump me at my slightest distraction
Gambling with my tortured feelings when I had no answers
Clouding the light in my darkest times
Where is that blue blood coming from?
Exalted when blooming my heart with thorns
My chest getting smaller
My soul tried to abandon me a little
And you . . . there, queen of the night
Waiting for that precise moment of quiet loneliness
Tapping out the minutes, the hours never short
Getting even closer when I lost all my hope
Where is that blue blood coming from?
Don’t get closer anymore
My blood is still red and keeps circulating
And my heart is palpitating with passion and love.

DON’T LOOK BACK, PLEASE DO

A step ahead of what you were
Way behind you left your old life
The missing part brings mixed feelings
The good, the bad, the beautiful, the ugly
All of that is gone
There is some pain for not having what you had
Some sweetness flavoring revenge
Melancholic moments with good memories
Rage for the loss, of some suffering of the past
Don’t look back, but please do
Do remember things that helped you grow
People supporting your ideas
Those lucky moments when you found happiness
Don’t look back, but please do
Do remember the stones moved out of your way
That light at the end of the tunnel
The hand which aided you moving towards your desires
The smile that made your day
Don’t look back, but please do
It was the same bright future
Waiting for you from the beginning
Familiar faces who helped you along your way
Lines, images, books and songs
Your life still building a promising bliss
Don’t look back, but please do
When it helps you to understand your inside much better
When it reminds you how far you have come
When you need an incentive to keep going
When it is time for a balance of your entire life
Don’t look back, but please, please do.

SOLITUDE

It was in the big opera house where I realized
How big everything was, what a spectacle
Laughs, applauses, muffled sounds that night
Foreign sounds, incomprehensible
And it was me, right there in the middle
looking around at the surrounding souls
Faces without expressions
Were they happy? Were they laughing? Why?
All eyes pointing toward an empty performance
Who was there? What were they doing?
Soft light from a monstrous spider
Hanging from a ceiling painted in gold
What were those strange figures doing up there?
It’s getting cold
One by one they make their way out
Where are they going? Why are they living?
The show is not over, I don’t want it to be
I have seen nothing, it’s not fair
What has just happened?
Give me my money back!
But I can’t speak, anyway
There is a thick rope falling from up there
It is trapping me by the neck and pulling upwards
The metallic spider is moving now, it’s alive
It is trying to strangle me very fast
I do not resist, everybody’s gone now
An empty stage, an empty theater
And I’m ready to die.

VERY DIFFERENT/HATEFUL CREATURES OF THE DARK

They are different
Not just fearless, but in rage
Not just outspoken, but disrespectful
Not just unloving, but hateful
Hateful creatures of the dark

They are different
Closed-minded in a mini-gadget world
Vulgar ignorants of their own heritage
Despicable animals without any manners or taste
Creators of a jungle as grey as their soul
Sad members of a decadent society
Vile parasites destroying a pure core
Hateful creatures in the dark

They are different
Irreversible in history, it hurts to look back
Incapable of creating a better life
They have decided to eliminate what is good and real
Convinced in burning what was once called love
Hateful creatures in the dark

Yes, they are different
They are very different.

IT’S ONLY A TREE

It is just a tree
It doesn’t matter that it takes me back in time
When as a kid my father opened that door
Coming back from Grandma’s house
It was snow white but with new bright colors
Inviting a party in the living-room.
It is just a tree
It doesn’t matter that it was very absent
For a bunch of years, maybe more
Everywhere in the city there was one for me to remember
All the things that they meant for everybody else.
The one who postponed those happy feelings
Because I just thought it was just a tree
The one that was there when I was very empty
No matter how beautiful, how colorful it was
It was just too painful to watch and to live around it
When he packed and moved far, far away.
It is just a tree
Now more than forever
My life is so big that I can hardly see
One more ornament I can get every year
To celebrate and be thankful for what I have and can be
But it’s only a tree.

GOLDEN CAGE WIDE OPEN

I just opened the cage and waited
It won’t fly out right away
It will turn once and once again until finding
Freedom is a choice that has to be made.

I just opened the cage and waited
It won’t fly out right away
Delicate young feathers, you can make it
I trust your judgment without despair.

I just opened the cage and waited
It won’t fly out right away
With tearing eyes that show just fear
Freedom can be painful, I know that well.

I just opened the cage and waited
It won’t fly out right away
It will take sometime but finally leaving
Leaving me staring to an empty cage.