The sky painted orange and grey, mysteriously purple too.

lushly ambient day, Just like strangers do

Lost my mind to the ascertain meaning,
To nd myself again in between these anxious evenings.
The wind rises and the winter sorrows pass through,
Butter ies a few, with this nostalgic feeling of you.
Mist full mornings and timid lights,
Reminds me of us and the starry nights

I see myself in those young fairy tales, Howl’s castle with calcifer.
The somber clouds and the ocean waves,
Brings back the lost summer.
You are dancing sugar plum fairy, In between these waltz of the owers.
A town with an ocean view, merry go round of life like the beautiful clovers.
Memories and something to paint, something so clear yet so faint.
Lost my mind to the ascertain meaning,
To nd myself again in between these anxious evenings.

Dreaming of the garden of earthly delights,

the feeling of irises and almond blossoms.
Vicious wake up to the reality alights,
I see the birds y, possum’s reply.
Found myself in the metamorphosis, looking up the abyss,
I’m the stranger to myself, caught in endless void
Yet Lost my mind to the ascertain meaning,
To nd myself again in between these anxious evenings.

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