The coffer

My house is a maze of decisions

Scattered behind the corners of days

Under my bed there´s a night sky of stars

Drunk with little paper memories

My room is a mess in a bottle of time

with a bet written inside for the tide

between me, myself and my infinity

that I can fall apart and be one again

But one thing I don´t know

What´s in that coffer over
my head, what is hiding inside?

I don´t have the key I keep on searching

For someone like me and I wonder

My walls are the color of children´s smile

Behind their sweet mandarins, and the sun

Of this rain warms me up from inside of

Some lonely thought of the night

But one thing I don´t know

What´s in that coffer over
my head, what is hiding inside?

I don´t have the key I keep on searching

For someone like me and I wonder

My old guitar lies on the wooden chair

And swings waiting for some words to fly

Up to notes to fill the day and the hearts

Of the neighbors I hope with some joy

But one thing I don´t know

What´s in that coffer over
my head, what is hiding inside?

I don´t have the key I keep on searching

For someone like me and I wonder

My life has no name, it´s pure freedom

Of forms through the roads of the world

Now I´m here and I learn and I long for more

For the love for the grace of living

But one thing I don´t know

What´s in that coffer over
my head, what is hiding inside?

I don´t have the key I keep on searching

For someone like me and I wonder

 But one thing I don´t know

What´s in that coffer over
my head, what is hiding inside?

I don´t have the key I keep on searching

For someone like me and I wonder... 

Manu. 19.11.11