I’m gonna be
A fixed point in the daylight
A fuzzy tree in a big and green area
A misunderstanding in the eyes of the curious
A white street in the brightness
A vehement garden, a squall and silence
A blank page about the meaning

An opened sky to the speechless desires
I’m gonna be
Older
Finally

To smile to whom i want
I’m gonna be
Older
Finally

3000 miles, 2 trains, one bus, 2 boats
And the light in the morning
And the humidity of the meeting
And a vague feeling about
The reason of a so long journey
To smile to whom i want




























I’m gonna be
Older






Finally

Was there a boy, on way, awake ?
Spending time alone, and staying ?
Gathering bunch of grass and spray,
Beholding sounds and touch the breath,
Beyond,
The mask,
Masked boy, white mask, and straight mask
Masked boy, white mask, and straight,
Mask,
Masked boy, white mask, and straight

Was there a girl, on way, awake ?
Spending time alone, and staying ?
Gathering bunch of grass and spray,
Beholding sounds and touch the breath,
Beyond,
The mask,
Masked boy, white mask, and straight mask
Masked boy, white mask, and straight,
Mask,
Masked boy, white mask, and straight

Wandering boy, or girl, or boy and girl
Anyway