A hotel that belongs to no one, a bed that is not mine
One more day is dying for me
A plane to anywhere, a hand that greets
I don't remember who it is
A greeting from the Internet, a girlfriend in the bag
And a photo with the fans
Zapping on TV looking for
Something A remedy against loneliness
Accompanied loneliness, demonic loneliness
So many screams, so many lights, so many people and loneliness
Loneliness of not being alone, loneliness of thinking
If one day it will be worth so much absence to sing
Loneliness of searching, loneliness of getting rid of
Getting rid of those dreams that came true
Loneliness of not being alone, loneliness of thinking
If one day it will be worth so much absence to sing
A dream of a pill, a coffee that It incorporates me
A diary under the door
At ten an interview brings with it something of death
And it steals something from me
While an itinerary guides me through life
Like a chess piece
If singing by vocation, it is not a question of calendar
But of breathing
Accompanied loneliness
à Where does the rush, the applause, the songs go?
Where does that time go that I gained or lost singing?