Everything happens inside - Original Song

When you realize that you are a recipient of yourself.

Regards



I refuse sadness
and I look for the door to the other side
but pain is a key that everything hidden opens

Sadness made of facts that move in memory,
putting in my retina a myriad of pale colors
with the taste of salt

And despite my smile that becomes independent
staying on my lips with the pride of madness

Everything happens inside slowly, without haste
Everything happens inside slowly, without haste

Sadness made of facts that move in memory,
putting in my retina a myriad of pale colors
with the taste of salt