Somewhere deep in me is unrest.
I am a mental vagabond,
jumping from universe to universe,
wanting to be part of all
and none of them.
I cannot sit still for a second,
can't you see my neurons firing
from Jupiter to Mars?
I want you to see,
I want you to see through me
and find Brasil, Indonesia, Cambodia.
I want you to listen to my heartbeat
and find the band
I wanted to start as a kid,
rising among the sea of french horns and trombones,
rising, rising.
Can you look at me and see all
the dreams I have left to dream about?
Can you look at me and
see all of my unfulfilled dreams?