What am I searching for?
\nLooking in the quartz,
\nhow does the light get captured?
\nWhy do I listen to silence?
\nBecause it owes me tears?
\nHow often should I say,
\nI love you?
\nWhy is once not enough?
\nWhat am I searching for
\nwhen the sea tells me everything,
\nand I go away innocent?<\/p>\n
Who chooses the hummingbird
\nthat comes to my garden?
\nIs he the same as the one
\nthat came last year?
\nI miss him before he leaves.
\nI will plant flowers again,
\njust for him.<\/p>\n
Why do I watch people pass,
\nand want to see them again?
\nStrangers.
\nWhat makes me say,
\nI will remember you always?
\nWhen will childhood
\ncome in to play with me?
\nAre we still friends?<\/p>\n
I need to stay alive,
\nuntil I finish my diving lessons
\nin flying.
\nFind the ultimate glass of water.
\nCan run,
\nwithout losing my breath.
\nHear a voice
\ntell me my true name,
\nand never say forever
\nmust come twice.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
What am I searching for? Looking in the quartz, how does the light get captured? Why do I listen to silence? Because it owes me…<\/p>\n