a fading plastic sun I cry to breathe your odour by my side afraid a tear could fall and dry... a summer a drying fish an aimless frown indifferent words in velvet sound a stranded love too weak to drown... a sailor a dreaming plastic moon has died no more to colour any night hold back the solemn in your eyes... a moment a sailing child on waters blind elate the sundown you will find and deep inside no sun will shine... for never prevail my part come drown me in your sight this painful art to sear me with no words a searing mark come drown me in my world as like a park asleep to hold the wintersun