Known

It’s like touching the sky with the tips of your fingers

It’s like grabbing a piece of cloud just to let it go

It’s like the sweetest star powder flying away from your hand.

It’s like the very end of the very beginning of a story already known.

Couldn’t cross the hawthorn that guarded my price

And so the departure I must sit down to see

Away from the castle I once though I had

Away from any treasure I could have dreamt with

For this castle the founds I never Knew

Although the ceiling was clear as sun

Walls were made of the softest cotton

Though it felt like the hardest rock.

Ethereal substances are not supposed to be grabbed

Of freedom I could never keep a hold

As Clouds are meant to float in the blue

Sad ends are meant to colour a grey sight.

Today I know 
from this path there’s no turning back

Today I’m just letting go 
every hope and every joy.

I’m closing my eyes 
to feel a dew I already know

And since this trip has started
I know I cannot return.