By Cataldo Massimo
Growing up
At the bottom of a glass, in the darkness of a room
in this construction site of mine between dream and reality
I try to understand I try to reassemble the pieces
to shed some light in the void that is inside me
I remember as a child going out with my father
I remember the enthusiasm on Sundays
the desire to discover
br/>and it was all new and transparent
I loved the world
and now I'm hiding, I don't know who I am
if you don't light up
SUN how many dreams to burn
SUN how many nights without you SUN how can I get out of it if I don't see SUN a little light inside me I stayed still on the rocks for hours watching the ships to pass
I had many things to remember
and still little to forget
and now I only wonder
how can I return home
now that time has erased the signs
but I still feel cold inside me
if you don't light up
SUN how many dreams to burn
SUN how many nights without you
SUN how can I get out of it if I can't see< br/>SUN a little light inside me
it is in disenchantment that I am finding my truth 
because I am growing because I am learning
that life passes and never comes back
But how many years do you give me, how many minutes do you give me
I got lost looking for the warm light you have
SUN how many dreams to burn
SUN how many nights without you
SUN how can I get out of it if I don't see
SUN a little light inside me.....
.....a little light inside me

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