Ink And Red Wine

Looking to the lake I can see
Dancing dots where my eyes used to be
Looking to the river it seems to me
A thousand dots floating towards the sea

When the rain is falling on my head
The drops sound as if it were hollow
Is there something left
Of the beliefs I used to follow?

Who are you looking at me through my own eyes?
Like a child hiding behind his hand
Hiding the scars from myself
Oh now we're dead, here we've got the same scar
We're always late in understanding who we are

I can't recognize myself in my reflection
But I can see the traces of my hands
Fireflies glow in every direction
We're always late in understanding who we are

The books that I read
The stories that I tell
Remind me of a color
Remind me of a smell
Of unknown people that I couldn't find
Nothing more has it come to find

In a dream
As I was drowning
I kissed myself
A piece of ink and red wine

In a dream
As I was crying
My head was a helmet
You never been mine

I can't recognize myself in my reflection
But I can see the traces of my hands
Fireflies glow in every direction
We're always late in understanding who we are

I can't recognize myself in my reflection
But I can see the traces of my hands
Fireflies glow in every direction
We're always late in understanding who we are