How does it begin again? How does it amaze? Trusting abstraction And it has ruined me Seems I am afraid of it An undesired effect It resembled weakness Mistaken for a strength It did not come Or else it never left Gently turn the frame around Let the water run I keep the light on very late
Don’t bother anyone Something pa**es over me Cutting sharp and bright Caught by my attention I love the moment None or too much It is the same result Fall asleep in your bed Sleep until I’m up I just want a clear head Sun on my shoulder