the rhythm of wings 
keep the wounds 
that bleed with invisible stains on your soul
and listen to the rhythm of pain 
its heartbeat is an oracle’s consult 
that would guide you in the rain
drink the light through forest trees
the one that feeds your wings with roots
collect the miracles you've seen
like naive fairytales of youth
so when we fall we learn to fly
our wings grow from the inside
a giant leap into the dark
before the night would die goosebumps forever 
when all my mind is blind
I will still remember you
it’s like the stardust in my cells
which death cannot absorb 
when all the crossroad gates
are tunnels from above
I’ll know my way inside 
and drink from our blood
there is a chain my love
invisible and strong
that holds the scripted paths
on which we will meet again keyless 
what’s wrong
your homeless heart is born again
with wings and rainbow badge
desire springs from the rhythm of June
like beast in gentle fight
what’s wrong
you know what’s wrong my friend 
the fear that barks inside 
the riddle of the riddles 
with lock so hard to find 
so use no key or fingerprint 
when entering this world
life is tricky when you are juggling 
with several dimensions on the roof
