And it´s what you must be.
You belong to a land and to someone.
Without one of the two pieces...
You will be incomplete
You belong to someone, to a land, to a home and love.
You belong to someone and to a land.
Being alone does not belong to you and to no one else.
However sometimes it is good and does well for a person to be alone for some time.
You can do things there but alone it won't be as if you did it with someone dear, someone you like love and with whom you want to be, to talk, do and live things.
Well, not everything, but being alone there, talking alone, to yourself and nature, with no one else there with you.
But social media, television...
and the friends that you talk with on the phone and internet.
It is not a Disco but you can listen music there.
It´s living worlds of imagination inside one dark box.
Inside a Home theater where you can listen music, from classics to Heavy Metal music. Where you can see visual things (but that you can and cannot touch it... feel and imagine, fantasy and dream). See lights, laser, space, worlds, planets and universes. Landscapes, hills, mountains, castles. Watch ballets, opera, theater, dance, concerts, movies, your social posts, messages, pictures and videos Sex, porn...
In my World
All those beautiful people I want to have them I want to have them all All those porcelain models If only I could if I only I could make them fall Be my heart a well of love Flowing freely so far above A wintry eve Once upon a tale An Ugly Duckling Lost in a verse Of a sparrow's carol Dreaming the stars In my world, love is for poets Never the famous balcony scene Just a dying faith on the heaven's gate
Be my heart a well of love Flowing free so far above In my world Love is for poets Never the famous balcony scene Just a dying faith On a heaven's gate Crystal pond awaits the lorn Tonight another morn for the lonely one is born
"Seven years have gone, it can no longer be left undone The candle must burn again And pain must follow the unholy flame So burn, burn, burn And free the spirit from its chain"
Here I am blinded again, by that flame In every candle that I burn, burn! I see that same face return, it returns Eyes in pain, my little Queen are you a dream? In every candle that I burn, burn! I see that same face return, it returns Time has come for you to tell the truth, what shall I do? Tears are running from her eyes If she could only tell me why, tell me why The Jonah, the Jonah In twisted key she speaks a word to me and then I see Her face falling apart The word "Jonah" is her mark, she's branded
Swan Lake
World Of Fantasy
I'm reaching out to find a reason To find an answer and relief I see a world so strange and cold I see a world of rules and thieves The day you're born you're under pressure Your life is well prepared my friend They surely teach you what to think how to behave until the end All I ever wanted was a little piece of life In a world where I decide things on my own All I ever needed was a little piece of hope And then things are gonna turn the other way
I'm living in a world of fantasy Reality ain't good enough for me And all that I can feel is nothing but sobriety
I'm living in a world of fantasy Reality ain't meant or made for me All that I see is so unreal And once you're old enough they teach you Not to be wishful not to care About the plan that's been already made for you by other hands But when you fail there's no one out there To take your hand, to catch your tears The whole construction we have built Leaves no such room for blinding fears All I ever wanted was a little piece of life In a world where I decide things on my own All I ever needed was a little piece of hope And then things are gonna turn the other way I'm living in a world of fantasy Reality ain't good enough for me And all that I can feel is nothing but sobriety I'm living in a world of fantasy Reality ain't meant or made for me All that I see is so unreal I wonder, I wonder if I can handle it all I wonder, I wonder if I can carry the weight of the world I'm living in a world of fantasy I'm living in a world of fantasy Reality ain't good enough for me And all that I can feel is nothing but sobriety I'm living in a world of fantasy Reality ain't meant or made for me All that I see is so unreal I'm living in a world of fantasy Reality ain't good enough for me And all that I can feel is nothing but sobriety
I'm living in a world of fantasy Reality ain't meant or made for me
All that I see is so unreal
nothing is real and touchable
enough things in a world my friend, so strange
a little piece of hope and then nothing
being with you in a world of fantasy
We're walking in the air
We're walking in the air We're floating in the moonlit sky The people far below are sleeping as we fly I'm holding very tight I'm riding in the midnight blue I'm finding I can fly so high above with you Far across the world The villages go by like trees The rivers and the hills The forests and the streams Children gaze open mouth Taken by surprise Nobody down below believes their eyes We're surfing in the air We're swimming in the frozen sky We're drifting over icy Mountains floating by Suddenly swooping low on an ocean deep Arousing of a mighty monster from its sleep We're walking in the air We're floating in the midnight sky And everyone who sees us greets us as we fly I'm holding very tight I'm riding in the midnight blue I'm finding I can fly so high above with you

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