abbrac´d`habbra

sometimes i tell the truth
sometimes i lie
sometimes im silent
so, what am i ?

everywhere i look, i see pain
everything i hear, is bullshit
every touch i concieve
well, is that it?

    im just a magician
    with an awful touch
    eyeful of starshine
    but nothing much..

    im just a storyteller
    with some lame fables
    a stuttering mouth
    a shadow of what im able..

and still i continue my magic
i run it all the way
standing tall in darkness
you may face me, one day

and everything you counted on
may be an awful lie
you trusted on a magician
whos yes is no, and to live is to die...