What will I be without my youth?
what will I be without this truth?
over this boat tonight
close also to the sky
where the river meets the Atlantic
I let my past going away
as it was something to be erased
I know perfectly
it's the last time for me
with these friendly faces
and new places
Maybe I know
that I can't know
something will go and something else not at all
skin on the bones
and voice to call
they are enough the life to carry on … on
What will I find in my new life
with new habits of some kind?
how many records
in my dreams I'll recall
during the future nights I've got?
Maybe I know
that I can't know
something will go and something else not at all
skin on the bones
and voice to call
they are enough the life to carry on … on
Seixal, Portugal, 31st May 2019
