estimated date of writing: 80% was between the 24th and the 26th of April 2024. the song was finished on May 7th.
project associated with it: Songs of a Nothing.
link to listen to it: soon.

[Verse 1]
It’s complicated
You open your wings, and you fake it, the landing
It’s far and waning
How you’re always so close to a world you have known, a world you call home, a minute you’re held, then the next you’re alone
I’d like to meet your hands
The breeze of your grief expands
And I fear you are catching a cold
Walking the canyons you lived in with your chest so exposed

[Verse 2]
It’s words in a page, yeah
It shouldn’t go through my palisade, but it does
You’re a garden of phrases
I was walking this street and I saw some dead birds, I felt they could learn that cats that appear in the end is just love
I’d like to kiss your hands
Endure the fire expanding
And I fear you are one in a storm
Scream inside canyons you’ll fill with the size of your voice

[Bridge]
What should I do?
Your name is alive in a sentence I heard in the womb
What should I do?

[Verse 3]
There’s a room in your shade
You dance like a cloud, masquerading just like me
You’re the father of all makings
But you’re hiding inside like a bug in the rain, you can’t understand that from where I can see it’s some heaven in vain
You’d like to flee from my grasp
But always to stay at arm’s length
And I fear my corrosion is worn
Your love is a canyon that grows in the brim of my world.

About the song: [br] contexto.