[01:20.82]I'm not, what I believed to be.
[01:24.82]My face is the grimace of a drowning ghost,
[01:31.00]submerged by memories.
[01:36.70]My orbits look hollow and blank.
[01:40.77]My chest is reigned by autumn’s breath.
[01:45.36]Hosting nothing but the shards of barkless ebonies.
[02:24.79]All these embodied shapes seem like strangers to me now.
[02:32.87]Thieves that stole my youth...won't hurt me again.
[02:40.78]Ranked like mute sentinels, set in naive reveries.
[02:48.77]Your chants are the cries of a thousand dying birds.
[02:56.78]Your rigid javelins in my side I wear
[03:02.12]and on my back a grove of willows appears;
[03:09.05]withered and parched, each with a hollow trunk.
[03:14.08]For as long as I am able to save my transparent heart,
[03:22.00]I won’t let you ruin the most precious part of me.
[03:44.05]The pattering of the rain is the soundtrack of my life.
[03:51.78]I am a lone wolf, survivor or beast?
[03:55.45]But I have never been companionless.
[04:00.25]When I cried there was someone who cried with me.
[04:04.35]When I lost there was someone who lost with me.
[04:08.36]We were comrades in misfortune.
[04:11.97]Hurt companions for a lifetime.
[04:16.30]Late at night we're driving through this town.
[04:20.09]Together ... but both alone.
[04:24.02]I looked into her eyes and saw nothing but dying dreams.
[04:32.32]Suddenly she grabbed my hand and i could feel her cold fingers around mine.
[04:40.26]We drove right through the middle of the storm.
[04:44.15]Me and my best friend, named solitude.
[04:53.45]The eyes saw an empty street.
[04:56.72]Our shivering bodies felt two silent hearts.
[05:00.53]The wind sent us some yellow leaves
[05:03.02]and what we got was a blue story.
[05:09.18]A story about rain.
[05:11.28]A story about the whirling sky.
[05:16.93]A story about dreams and struggle
[05:19.78]and this neverending longing for freedom.