NEW WAY ...

NEW WAY ...

Where wanted clarity on lighthouse
Just another night in storm
And when reality destroys
Where there could be a sun?
If I'm still just a sunflower
During the night the fear always invades
And all that really displeases
Allows full fury of the afterglow,
The timidity of glasses, my fear,
Even so quiet still proceed
And try new course, but lies ...
Any new nuance of victory
You come and repeating the old story
This hope soon because, retire ...

MARCOS LOURES