Deslumbrado, viveu à sombra de gênios.
Imberbe, ingênuo.
Extremamente capaz, se julgava menor.
Menos.
Mas tentou. Tentou sempre.
Várias vezes.
Observou. Calado.
Só sentindo.
Ouvindo.
Fundiu a cuca em linhas próprias.
Tortas elas.
Até quando não se dobrou mais.
Viu para si um nascer do sol.
Descobriu-se em vários.
Pessoas, lugares, acordes.
Percebeu-se único!
All things must pass
Sunrise doesnt last all morning
A cloudburst doesnt last all day
Seems my love is up and has left you with no warning
Its not always going to be this grey
All things must pass
All things must pass away
Sunset doesnt last all evening
A mind can blow those clouds away
After all this, my love is up and must be leaving
Its not always going to be this grey
All things must pass
All things must pass away
All things must pass
None of lifes strings can last
So, I must be on my way
And face another day
Now the darkness only stays the night-time
In the morning it will fade away
Daylight is good at arriving at the right time
Its not always going to be this grey
All things must pass
All things must pass away
All things must pass
All things must pass away
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