How About You -

In the depths of the forest there is

a tree with a cymbal it

hanged from one of its

most sturdy branches

in the past the tree was

set on fire

by those who didnt understand

its true meaning

We’re travelling from one place to another

searching a midpoint,

but its the path where we will really

find what we are looking for

without rest

Have your breakfast

of pride a good taste?

and your incompetence?

We have allowed the warm

winter´scene to burn into ashes

you became lost as

you went round that corner

assuming of your attitude,

of your great honor

and forgetting about the

frozen season, in no rush

We’re travelling from one place to another

searching a midpoint,

but its the path where we will really

find what we are looking for

without rest

Have your breakfast

of pride a good taste?

and incompleately incompetence?