Prism

A light, a bolt
One thousand shines in one ray
You search for the perfect reflection
The perfect blue

You find it easy to pass
Through my skin without warning
You can be red, you can be black
You can be all colors you have in your mind

"And you're still here
Like you're the lit body for me
Such a mixture of emotions
And tones of grey and white"

I can see your smile
Grinning at my face
You'll always be one of those particles
That explodes and cherishes my inside

Chorus

And you can be green, or yellow
You can be tough enough or just be mellow
A melody whose accords I have never heard
How to define you in one word?

Chorus

And I'm still here
Black and white on your skin
Under your heart lies a passion
Lies a beautiful ugly soul I love for sure...

Strong

Depois de um bom longo tempo de hiato, eis-me de volta. Às vezes a vontade de ser forte não existe, mas se força...por quê?