Departures – The Manifesto
Like a bicycle racing on the West coast, youth escaped in the saltiness of that hot afternoon of late July.
The innocence of a smile, golden skin from the sun and an endless ocean beyond the horizon.
From the highest cliff I watched the greatest star kiss the winding waters of the sea in the final fatal dive into the abyss.
The swift tears descends on the cheeks, obscuring the view in one great blood-red spot.
I had already lived that moment, in my mind I should not have been there alone to observe the cosmic pace of alternating day and night.
Copious lunar cycles had now passed over those dark waters since the last sunset lived in your arms.
What’s left of those flames engulfed by the waves?
I watch the ravine call me in the white foam, siren song that I find hard to resist.
The world gets black, my cheeks dry from the wind.
The lighthouse swirls light for those scattered sailors, lights up again my mortal remains move silently among the olive trees, to place I do not recognize.
But I am there, I have always stayed there, watching that sunset waiting for an impossible return.
Are you ok? Are you still here with me?
We are all sunsets to watch through
We are all sunsets to watch through
Water has its memory, you are my past that never left me
I’ve believed you were gone, it was never true, you memory never died
I've lost my tears in the sea
They now shines like stars
And I let my mind flow with the winds
I let my heart healing
Letting go
Letting you go
I've lost my tears in the sea
They now shines like stars
And I let my mind flow with the winds
I let my heart healing
Letting go
Letting you go
