On a flying rug

If we could touch what we lost once

If we could just spend the time

It swelled through our fingers…

We´d take a step aside

To see ourselves looking up

And breathing our secret heaven

Beneath their unexplored sky.

 

We´d only need one trip

Just one soul and path

To recognize ourselves again

Longing for the things we said

But shouldn’t have done.

 

Is it me or am I living as I never did before?

Maybe it was the past

With all that kindness

That struggled behind old darkness.

 

I can touch it, feel it and sing it

On my invisible rug smoothing the air

I fly away with them and your eyes

Cleared from the shadows I leave behind.

 

Do not wait for the perfect time to jump

It is us changing for good despite the time

Bring my new life home

I’ll be whispering happiness for us both.

 

-Poli Impelli-