Velhas Fotos

Sometimes I hear voices
And other times I talk
To someone who isn't here
I relive every night
On the edge of this sea
Looking at the old photos I took

I know
That this doesn't bring you back to me
And looking at you through the window is an illusion
But my beginning is still far from over

My mind is intoxicated
Trying to understand
Why I remember things I didn't see
Damn the poets
And the madmen
Who tear up the pictures to forget

I know
That this doesn't bring you back to me
And looking at you through the window is an illusion
But my beginning is still far from over

I know
That this doesn't bring you back to me
And looking at you through the window is an illusion
But my beginning is still far from over

I know

I know
That this doesn't bring you back to me
And looking through the window is an illusion
But my beginning is still far from over

I know
That this doesn't bring you back to me
And looking at you through the window is an illusion
But my beginning is still far from over

I know