in my footsteps

in my footsteps I 'm safe, I'm alive
in your chant I feel the taste of days gone by
in my dreams through the rain and under the sun,
 crushed as I am,
 the old memory reminds me that
a pathway without holes doesn't lead anywhere
 the sun will rise again in front of us
 and the dream is safe
the dream is alive
alive! over and in spite of everything
before the night gets us
 we will be home together again 
and so be it

Marco Bo
http://cantidallaperiferiadelmondo.blogspot.it/2014/10/nei-miei-passi.html