Arsenal

I, who was seeking nothing
You, the needle in the haystack
I still here on my shore
And you inciting to sail
I almost ruthless, wicked....
You gave me roses, butterflies
I no longer know which of the two makes me fly
And I resurrecting from an existential death
And you arriving simple, because it's simple and nothing more.
Two souls to one heartbeat;
Welcome two hearts
To the immense kingdom of the eternal beyond
And the here and now.

And with the first sip
You gave me freedom and sowed chaos in the midst of my peace
Because uncertainty is the summit
For these two spirits
That are no longer tired
Of loving and loving and loving and loving and loving and loving

And you planted a kiss on me
Like a trap in front of the sea.
I fell defeated but gladly without trembling.
I returned naked and unshielded
A verse is my shelter
I know where I keep
The arsenal, this arsenal, the arsenal.
(Same as the first)
Your laughter, so sharp that it elicits a song
That I gift to the wind, mistreated by my voice
So when you leave, you suffer
Tenderness in the air
Pushing, pulling you back
Any clock.
Chorus repeats....
Chorus repeats....