Was not right

Running so long

Without direction, following the sound of wind.

My bare feet could not but step on so many thorns

because when they pierced the wounds were made ​​elsewhere.

I still can’t stop to breathe

because the more I try, unless I'm close.

I was trying to do everything right

but the more I tried, the less was near.

I have already passed the stage of the fall and my landing was not in place.

Now I'm looking for so many things at once

but the more I try, unless I'm close.

I've been dreaming for so long

I was lost in the darkness, thinking it was flash.

I was so close to the cliff, thinking it was just a hole where the wind blew

and when I finally fell, many things began to unfold ...

My downfall was the result of the inevitable

I had to fall, because the more I tried to hold on to all those illusions

least was near, what he thought was right.

Do not know what was

a force pulling me true

or something protecting me from evil.

In the end, I think my eyes were just opening

and the pain of seeing everything without makeup for the first time

caused me away more than he thought was right.

Because now I see,

I see things the real way

And I prefer to do wrong to get along with new

what all I thought was right.