Barcelona

First floor people
I'll take my place among the throngs
Everyone reading books on how not to fall
Some may say, the world looks the same through red eyes
No way
Covered in dirt off the floor, I'm seeing straight
Don't be scared if you know
Help me to explain myself
Who am I to fool now if you're gone, you're gone?
If I am found below the ground
I'm searching, desperate.
Prepared people, take your places on deck.
I'm a lost boy with no one to tell me I am safe