Friday, November 25, 2005

Dont be sorry If you Cant forgive

Today is pretty nasty
I heard all my backyard is coming again
such a surprise,
dont have the answers
I said a few words,
having mixed all with images
didnt knew exactly what they mean..
I never dinner in the backyard
sun cannot reach my face long enough
I just cant live without the glamour of the sunligth

But, Im Lying again
Softly closing the window to the backyard
carefully enough I have done it
to forget
and avoiding any contact with it

Because backyard means a back space from memory
close is the path leading to the place
where things listed we dont like
had happened, had saved, had not disappear
as memory remains
its not posible holding such visions between hands

Yesterday I took roses to my backyard
see if beautiful things can growth in the middle of that misery
and after all the winters and summers
augusts and julys raining over and over
even strong memories are carved by water and time
wich turns everything into dust
similar to nothing, because nothing we are


I know there is no rewards in believe
a rose can grow on a backyard
because is not easy find in that place
other emotions...
like you cannot drop on your hopes
let it be, let it be
let the little flower grow and set roofs
day by day
hour by hour
knowing you are being healed small dosis
but sustained in time, lasting

Dont be sorry If you cant forgive
If you can let time decompose
all this images breath takers
forgive, and forgive yourself
next spring you will see roses
where you never believed it was posible
feel any good,
amazed, you will look on perfect armony
through the window, yesterday closed
shaking hands with every past rage, past anger, every past times

Because past time, are death
Because backyards shouldnt exists
they are an extension of our rememberings
But stick in time we dont need anymore
Because you have change, we are never the same

Heal and forgive
take my hand and come for new journeys
for new adventures ahead of you
for every new thing you have never posess before
discovering the new you, in complete armony
you have make it, no matter what
you have succeed in every effort
in every figth helded today
you are there.
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