We try to be everything, forgetting that we always lose, sometimes I want to run, just to see us smile, and always come back.
Intruders we always were, again wanting to flee, once believed, slow, iodine in our elbows.
Imagine already arriving, we'll hear our laughter, before we sleep maybe, we'll know it when it arrives, going around together.
Islands are you and me, waves break under the sun, before it always hurt us, broken limbo were these days, we've come this far.
[C o m m i s s i o n t h e S a k u r a].
Photographers: Stefano Majno
