The evening was nice
European summer day
And there was no precise reason
I was just eating
People were talking
They were smiling
The usual plastics
But out of nowhere
I could barely breathe
I was sitting down
Still
Quiet
I tried and
There was not a move
I was cold
But it seemed like an earthquake was coming by
I'd send pulses
From my brain
To the limbs
And there such an immense delay
I could almost wait
As an out-of-date computer
For the nervers
To send out the information
And when I did
I didn't have the strength to move a leg
Everything that touched me
Was like a needle
The chair
The fork
The clothes
They were pulling off my skin
My heart
I would feel it
Each beating
Breaking the glass of my soul
An announcing song of death
But I knew what was happening
I knew what was beginning
And I didn't give that a chance
I didn't care about what people would think
I ran
In pain
In confusion
And I didn't stop
Until I found loneliness
Until I found silence
And in empty white room
I laid down
Looking up
I breathed
I breathed
I pictured
I remembered
I read the words
I trusted her words
I knew I could do it
I prayed
I prayed
I prayed
And suddenly
There was nothing in my head
But one thing
It was my sunshine
Her angelical voice
Inside my head
Whispered in my ear:
"When all the songs are out of tune,
And all the rhymes ring so untrue;
When I don't find the words to say -
The thoughts I long to bring to you;
You will be my music.
You will be my song."
And there was our love
Healing love
From thousand of miles away
Fixing my machine mind.