III.- Clocks are falling from the sky, heavy lights blinding my eyes, how could i suppose to know, you`ll be here tomorrow. Feeling confused? Not too higher…still have to reach it out…there’s a secret in my heart, and many places left behind, burned the bridge so many times…I live for tomorrow, not for yesterday, taking the time with your both hands and make it go away…no more stories left to tell, no more pictures in my head, only fields i’ve never seen, and the faces fading…facing the mirror leaves are falling, i finally feel awake…live with love with pain with faith, die with nothing more to say, have taste of what is all about… i live for tomorrow, not for yesterday, taking the time with your both hands and make it go away…