Out of touch
We are so out of touch, we joke a little and then go far away
We had a chat talking about revolution, listening music and drinking whisky. Everybody can became insane having few seconds of pure dreams, now is time to return back to reality, work, commitments, targets and goals to reach.
I’ll miss you, during the foggy days I’ll remember you, your smile, your face and your way to live.
Music is going to finish, free thinking is going to be stopped and freedom will became soon a dream.