Amsterdam

Tell me which your hidden clues are in this sore goodbye

If happiness is no use as a poetic lie

I still haven't found the measures to dance on thin glass

As my feet are hurt from pledging

The latitude of your heart

A broken bridge in the path

Caught in loneliness. Consumed by it. Internal bleeding

My relentlessness is wasting away like I'm suffering a

Brain paralysis

Holding on to keep on feeling that I am worth living

Though I am hopeless deep within

(...)

Do you remember when we used to laugh at our own fall?

Or when we had lost our clear view the time you wrecked our hall?

And I still see all your pictures hanging on my wall

And my life goes on full-circle while I am waiting for you

Caught in loneliness. Consumed by it. Internal bleeding

My relentlessness is wasting away like I'm suffering a

Brain paralysis

Holding on to keep on feeling that I am worth living

Though I am hopeless deep within

Caught in loneliness

Hanging by a rope tightened around my neck

My relentlessness

Why do I have to pretend that I'm OK

If my decay is an x-ray showing a flat cardiogram?

Why do I have to pretend that I don't care

If my decay is a portrait of an empty café in Amsterdam?

I can't run

(...)

Caught in loneliness. Consumed by it. Internal bleeding

My relentlessness is wasting away like I'm suffering a

Brain paralysis

Holding on to keep on feeling that I am worth living

Though I am hopeless deep within