no one home at night that time, no one i could find
none of us was fine apart, something i should know
then i thought about our pride and about settling down
about the pinch of happiness, we thought we found alive
about the truth, the lies, the nodding undefined
the undisclosed fireflies, that lighted our selfish selves
on the very very start, not so far behind
i entered (and would enter again) your lonely life
that gave me the strength to let me go, to let me dive inside
my own self, my fears, my lies, my now dry and fast lines
so (again) let me fill your narrow mind, your id, your soul, your heart
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