Debajo del otoño

Figurines that fall like leaves the disappear, keep calling
Is it real? Is it real?
Dark machines that wheeze and breathe then mock the air, appalling
What is real? What is real?
This world can really be too much
I can't take another day
I guess that I've just had enough
My minds slipping far away
I'm falling out of touch
Could someone please explain?

Set my mind for open sky, but couldn't fly, so sadly
What am I? What am I?
Sullen eyes shed teardrop lies then criticize, now laughing
What is real? What is real?
It's really all become too much
I'm not sure what I should feel
I guess I've finally had enough
I don't know if this is real
I'm crashing in and out of touch
Can anyone please explain?

Caminata

Back to when I was born on a full moon,
I nearly split my mama in two.
While she held me proud I had the thought:
Well, there's no one more beautiful than you.

Ahhhhh ahhhhhhh

And you're the kindlin' still that burns below my heart,
And you're the hooves that lead me through the forest.

Ahhhhh ahhhhhhh

And you're the kindlin' still that burns below my heart,
You're the memory now that lives across the world,
While the wind howls low and tries to steal my hours,
You're the hooves that lead me through the forest.