Pouring my doubts and chances
In the ears of the stranger in my heart
Makes the burden heavy
Yet, clear like poker cards.
What my got tells
Finds no place in the dialogues
And the final word is still mine.
Science meets poetry
Pouring my doubts and chances
In the ears of the stranger in my heart
Makes the burden heavy
Yet, clear like poker cards.
What my got tells
Finds no place in the dialogues
And the final word is still mine.