Kid Still Lives

A long long time ago there was a kid, he flew into

The gardens of a dream, its face was pale and scars

All through his face

It seems like it's untrue but in a certain day they came

They came asking for him, a lot of years had passed, the

Kid was long past gone

They called him it was dark, they dragged him out in deep

Blue seas with winds all through his hair, they sat him down

He never said a word

His heart was full of love, his hands were shaking like

I'm still shaking right behind this mess, I see something

Familiar you know

He fed them in a way, they fed his fears do you recall your

First sight of this world, there's some strange air reminding

Me a sign

And as I take a walk I smell the flowers motionless, the

Wind still through his hair, I can't recall the name but

I can see the face

In long long times to come, the kid still lives in dreams

Although the gardens are no more, the face still pale

And tears replace the scars

In future eyes and words, in some child's eyes

The world will clean its wounds

And nothing less I hope

And nothing else I fear