Cold Testo

Cold illucid world outside
dim, amorphous silhouettes of hope
trying to retain their shades
by praying to the sun

i press my face against the pane
stuck inside a container called myself
watching all these blurry faces yearning to be sharp
hiding from the sobbing noise
and resounding laughs
but there's something beyond that draws me in
i abandon my shelter when the crowd thins out
i go there when the warm night falls
stay behind the yellow line
insecure

maybe one night
i dare to forget
i dare to try
i know you are waiting
somewhere at the edge of us

there's something beyond that draws me in
there's something beyond that draws me in