Close my eyes, a scary world;
river far behind.
All the tears being dissolved,
deep inside my glass.
And this freedom; my ball and chain,
either swim or drown.
Mourning after – can’t remember.
Why am I feeling down?
Be prepared to start again
before you start to stop.
And be prepared to fall again
before getting up.
And mind ‘friend’ beware of people,
people who have guns.
And mind ‘enemy’ no mercy,
this is my last drop.
This is my last drop.
This is my wreath of roses
wrapped around my head.
Shut my eyes, a scary world;
river far behind.
Drank the river with devotion
the sea now on my mind.
The last raindrop, one step closer
straining underground.
‘Til the day the bottle’s empty
and freedom comes around.
Find freedom in the sound.
Close your eyes
a sea of darkness
is all you’ll ever see.
Copyright © Francisco Rebollo 1992, 2014
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