Saturday, June 30, 2012

Every time I fall

The night tells me a thousand stories
watching the pacific from the side lines
looking for signs in the night sky
where is the love in the city lights?
where is the love in your appetite?
Wishing that I wasn't such a nice guy
wonder what it means to die
I know there is a meaning for it all
The ocean comes to me like a drunk man
I got my verses in a paper hand
Where is god in the genocide?
where are you in my broken heart?
Everything seems to fall apart
The stars moving in a noisy silence
Let the pacific lies
Being upper your appetite
Every bless come with a sad course
A little resurrection every time I fall
Telling me we are emptiness, bones and water
You got your babies and your hearses
I got my verses
a stone
I'm a soul.

Andre sant.

Monday, June 25, 2012

Today!

Have you ever seen a blind man crossing the road trying to get the other side?
Have you ever heard the soft music from the birds climbing the morning trees?
A zero...
An empty space...
Eyes closed...
Such a gift...
the present moment...
it feels great to be alive!

Andre Sant.