When My Ashes Touch The Sun

My mind is begging to start but my hands betray
The mist inside my eyes appears always in silence.

Dither, is might. Is this the beginning of the end?
Dreams and truths are inside of me. No eternity!
Ask yourself...

God, Forgive me...

Ask to yourself just once who you are?
Fanciful of just mad? Lost soul lost...

When we close our eyes we think of dreams
Of dreams that never realized
Sometimes we feel the pain
But our ashes don't touch the Sun...

Lost in own tale dreams...
Are those real of just shaking reflections of my mind?

Despair is in me again, is this that soon?
Pain not cries anymore, only echoes
Crowded by the darkness
I wish they see, people who live for eternity
I wish someone holds my hand..
Wishes are torn apart with despairs in my last breath.

If the expectation and longings have gone
If reveries are only echoes of my sick mind
And I'm still alone... mornings are still dark?