By the rain

By the rain I promise, I'll return. And by the sky I know, I won't be far anymore.   By the ocean I see, that when the cruise ships pass, the greenish sea, I'll continue to be me.   By the wind I promise, I won't change, what I have, for what I can't.   [...]


Like a boat abandoned in the middle of the ocean, we aren't able to see. What we are sailing, when we try to flee.   Like the inspiration running down the streams, of the perfect illusion, of perfect dreams.   A surrealist painting, handling salt. Driven by the wind, with a landscape full of bittersweet. [...]