Another Night on Lockdown

Tonight, I am just gonna cry until my brain changes to the dream channel

If the remote control works off course...

Tonight, there is nothing but a hug to sort it all out

Not just a hug

A special delayed one that vibrates my bones

That can transpire all this nostalgia and sadness that caresses my heart

There is only "saudade"

That no compassion can empathise

Whomever my heart calls

It's here I live

It's cold so bring something warm

So we don't all end up on a show of hypothermia soft porn

Though, nothing that can't be saved

So I write this as I am walking home

Home ?

What home?

I've forgotten how that really feels long time ago

Cause I chose to be alone

And now I can't change the tone

That can play a truly happy song

Some days are like this

Most days are like this

Not a hug

Not a kiss

So my soul slowly forgets the bliss

And just survives on the crumbs

Of a once naïve happy synapse...

Just some fake thumbs up will do

So I keep doing what I should

Ah, doesn't It just rocks saying it's all good !