Streets Bloom - Lucas Santtana

When I was walking in town

This morning, after months on the road

I thought I’m the memory

All I have seen and what I’ve done

This cold just break my bones

Why the sun is not strong enough?

But the noise in my neighborhood

Brought back the heat

Brought back the will

Telling to my friends

Where I went and with whom I

Telling to my friends

Where I’ve been

The steps on the dance floor lit the lights

Of the nightclub

The venue where I played was made of brick

From forests plants

And vans don’t need no fuel to move through

The Streets Bloom

When I die

I will be not aware of who I am

But I’m more alive than never

To trace my way

When I die

I will be not aware of who I am

But I’m more alive than never

To trace my way

To trace my way

To trace my way

To trace my way

To trace my way

To trace my way

To trace my way

To trace my way