Byron Essential Piece
give me a moment of shine
to clear my dreams
and see with the back of my eyes
the day i've been born
to face this unknown purpose
of someone who won't show
chasing the proof of a lie
about a guy
who spent his whole life in the sky
hiding from our eyes
i see nobody there
but a couple of satellites
signs of civilization
shines of forgotten roots
the essential piece is missing
i think we forgot
dad is coming in a minute
he left us out
to play in the sand
building short-lived castles
while he does his job
but we grew and started to get worried
we'll all go home any minute
we need to sleep
and dream about oceans that slide
blend ourselves inside
to fill the whole we are
tomorrow we'll divide
again and again and again and again
