Hand in Hand.

To take up all my thoughts

To be free

I need to understand

and fit in all my struggles

Torn and helpless

I only wanna feel your caresses

Makes me wanna scream

To find the roots of the Earth

Surroundin' me

So watch the sky

To liberate yourself

Not to be afraid

and try to cross all your senses

Does it help you to see?

Does it erase the stain?

Does it really make sense?

Does it erase the mark?

I used to be the same for me, but today I will get up with all my subliminal forces, to walk again, hand in hand with myself.

"Sometimes I feel the need to write songs, trying to make new sounds all around me, and pasting all that I can from myself."

Sound of Kronos.