The Good Boy (I Can Hear)

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The good boy is still alive

I can hear

Even if you've lost your wings

You can fly wherever you want

Just love yourself

Embrace your back

A thousand angels are around me

And you are that part of me

You hold that missing piece

Even if it has a price

And you must bleed

The good boy is still alive

Just return to life

I know that you are one of us

And you can still be free

Even when you hate to be human

Walking through cold streets

The good boy is still alive

Let me out

Set me free

The good boy… I can hear

Writing by Andrés Miles © All rights reserved

The Whistle:

I am whistling around him

Now that He is sleeping... 

While his inevitable whistle 

Like a sweet call

That turns into a hopeless voice

Whispers in my mind

After having dirtied his hands

After digging his own tomb

I'm whistling by his side

Like a light that never goes out

While he sleeps forever

And aver

...

I didn't know him at all, but I'm whistling by his grave, with white rose petals in my hands to give to... Nobody.

Writing by Andrés Miles © All rights reserved