Sunset Blues

I died so many times

in june and july

because of him, because of me, because there was no way to go

I tried to feel the stomach of the sun

she was just starting to show

in august I walked through paradise

between palm trees and my feet in the sand

the ocean washed away all sorrows

the grief slowly swam away with the fish

and while dancing in cabs

high on life

the sun went into labour

I was reborn in the midst of summer

laying on gallery floors at night

singing along drunken through laughter

and slowly came back

not to me

to the world

a baby with an older soul

ready to grow and learn

what I love

what I want

and mostly what I need

to finally be imbedded in wool

on lightflooded streets

the air slightly cool

at the approach of a late sunshine day

tomorrow will be just fine