Wake up, it's time,
Open your eyes and let your body moves,
The night is over and you have many things to do...
Note that it won't be different from the other days,
Same moves, same story, repeating till the end,
A clock with no aim at sight is what you are

If only they knew, but you should show them
Your heart was colorful, rainbows everywhere,
But outside you're looking so gray...
You were murdered son, but still alive, so barely alive,
Your heart is dry by the tears you never showed to anyone
But spilled in every word, every action, every smile you faked

The rainbows are gone, the waterfalls are dry too,
Only rocks remains, with dead trees on the borders,
Waiting for the day water of life will be back on your heart
Despair, ruins, that's all you can see but it doesn't matter
You wake up and live day after day, one after each other,
No one should pity you as even you stopped long ago

You thought it would go away, those feelings of yours
But finally you learnt to deal with, always in your mind
Anger, hatred, and at the same time the secret hope of change
Someone will find the way to the source of the waterfall
Making the water flows again, making you feel alive
Reaching the top of your inner mountain, without judging what there is to see right now

Until then, you're but a zombie, living without the will to, nothing to do...
Only the will not to die, survival between people that mostly suck,
Because while you're alive, the murderer isn't safe...
You didn't know it would last so long, now you accept it's a lifetime burden
Justice never came, and will never, but you don't really care anymore
That won't un-kill you, that won't give you an another chance

Wake up my friend, it is day outside... Force yourself...
Until the end of the day, you have plenty of things to do,
Light down the fire, take your backpack and follow me...
Until the end of the day, we have a long walk to do,
Between rocks and dead trees, without judging on what there is to be find,
We'll have to be at the top of the moutain to welcome the One who will come for you...