My alarm rings every morning at the same time,
I breathe, I cry, I die and I grow. 
My need’s demons walk my way and try 
to give me more space in order to learn. 

 

I know I am not in these streets alone
I am guided by the grace of God
through all the signs he shown
stuck in the mercy of my heart.

And I am going, I am gone and I’ll go
no matter where, no matter how
I am here to keep this cross on my own
watching all of you taking a bow.

I have been rushing, surviving and watching
all the paths and my new names,
nobody knows me and nether do I,
nobody knows me but everybody reclaims. 

And I am going, I am gone and I’ll go
struggling, running, breathing.