- Conversing with silence
I find myself
the night
alive
- Tears rinse the eye
Innocent
forgive them
they are deliverance
1. Light
like a blind prayer
will find Its way
Poetas, Ustedes no se meuren- Poetry by Carlo Saio
The more I lose my words the more I uncover my soul
I find myself
the night
alive
Innocent
forgive them
they are deliverance
1. Light
like a blind prayer
will find Its way