no more fragility

white landscapes without snow, without a cloud
green floors, but there are no flowers, no plants at all
but i know this smell, smells like my childhood
somehow is not quite the same, there's something wrong

i walk, i search for it
naturally i won't find it
you never find what you're looking for
'cause its soul doesn't wanna be found
it's gonna fight against it, you can't own it
the more you want it, the less you'll have it

he gets in the way
i wanna keep on looking, but i can't
but wait a minute....
what's that shinning?
jeez! i can barely see!

all of a sudden everything gets dark
it's so confusing
now, what's that noise?
i think i distinguish a voice
is the first time i've heard it
but i can recognize it
such a powerful, perfectly loud voice

i found the path
i don't need to cry out "marco" anymore
i don't now exactly where i'm going
but i'm sure i wanna be there

then, that smell again
the clear path beneath my feet
white landscapes in the horizon
there's no wind, but he's here
and i don't need anything else

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"Everything is clearer when you're in love." JWL