IN THE MIST
I don't know who I am
I just wish no one care
I don't know if I could try, doing all my plans
Where I am, Where I stand
If I do, If I try
Living good, Living well
Solid heart, Solid head
Each time I call my name it shows me the other way
Each time I appear somewhere I don't know who he is
In the mist
Drinking tea, I get lost
Heave wine, Heavy nose
I prefer not to talk anymore
Or to shout if it has to be done
My thoughts are gone in my house
My face is white and cold
Each time I call my name it shows me the other way
Each time I appear somewhere I don't know who he is
In the mist
I don't like to
They just don't see
Por
Mikael Anchorena

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