Sonora de Llegar - Mafioso

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04 -Juan el Duro - Vanklaus

Compañera - Angelo Escobar

Melting Clocks



Smokey skies, cardboard suns,
Castles built, then they run.
Children dream in bright design,
Adults forget, they fall in line.

The mind’s a screen, the reels unwind,
A universe you’ll never find
If you lock the doors, throw away the key,
Imagination is what sets us free.

Infinite Void inside your head,
Colours collide where angels tread.
Infinite Void where the child still plays,
But adults forgot in the working days.

Plastic clocks and ticking hands,
Measure life in shrinking strands.
Kids see stars in empty rooms,
Adults see work and deadlines loom.

The mind’s a spark, a secret flame,
You smother it when you chase the same.
But if you pause, just close your eyes,
You’ll find a world beyond the lies.

Infinite Void inside your head,
Colours collide where angels tread.
Infinite Void where the child still plays,
But adults forgot in the working days.

Dream it.
Draw it.
Sing it.
See it.
Every child is an architect 
Adults… they just forget.

Synthetic heart, electric voice,
Imagination is the choice.
Don’t let silence make you blind 
There’s a universe inside your mind.

Infinite Void a galaxy made,
Not from steel but the games we played.
Infinite Void where the child still sings,
Imagination gives you wings.


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