O meu primo "bikaia" faz anuzzz!

You know, cos Iife ain't supposed to be
that hard when you're young.
               
WeII, I figure after this
the worst is gonna be gone.
              
It's time for things to get better.
That's what I want.
                 
That's what's gonna happen.
              
I'm getting older now.
             
By no means old, but older.  
                 
Where is it that we were together?
               
Who were you that l lived with?
                 
Walked with?
                 
The brother.
               
The friend.
                 


Darkness from light.                
Strife from love.            
Are they the workings of one mind?             
The features of the same face?
                 
Oh, my soul, 
                 
let me be in you now.
                
Look out through my eyes.
                 
Look out at the things you made. 
                 
All things shining.

(the thin red line)