Nico

Nico - Marlango

Written by：Leonor Watling/Alejandro Pelayo

My mind wonders with no map

I have

No route no point

I daydream

My mind wonders with no map

And real life colours seem washed out

My eyes see things of a secret nature

I resist from trying to understand

I tear the pages of my past

To recall what you think you thought you wanted

Every yersterday is empty

And no tomorrow will hold

What you

Carry with yourself today

I carry with myself today

No route no point no map

My eyes see things

Of a secret

Nature and I think if I find a word

I will unlock the past

As if a morning

Could wake up some side of me

That is plain and rich

Full and lovely and

Hidden

Plain and full of colours

'Cause I have all the words in me

Words I've never heard before

I try to pick up what's lefts

I try to

Pick up what slips through your mouth

And find that my

Own words are so

Dull and empty

I desist

I quit

I don't know

Answers to

Questions you

You make

You wait