On the road

On the road

In running shoes
Up the hills and higher
Sunlight on the sky
Blackbirds reunite

And this lustful light
Coming out of fire
Flavored by leaves of thyme
Brings me to the times

when our pleasures procreate
love and red port wine, debate

Now we (just) cry into our pillows
Hurricane, storm beating on windows
Oh, we can come back to the rainbow
Comes the rainstorm
Drowning into slime
Raindrops make me blind
I stay and fight

Merging rain with tears
Waiting for your light
Feeling all alone
Cannot stand the night