Nothing yet another leap
nothing wrong
The void is too deep you can see why
free love of the senses into oblivion ...
Dejected Way to Your Path
Looking into each window
stealing fragments of the lives of others trying to understand if
loneliness is not just my worm.
I turn over in bed unmade
feel the Your watchful spirit Light
sleep on my grave I feel the vital touch
dreams come back.
the night as the day's death as life
Words such things are not done
lives lived through thick glasses as thick as the wall that divides us now.
.. nothing more nothing wrong
Another jump
The void is too bright because you can touch
Mix
canceling the nuances of the soul.
nothing wrong
The void is too deep you can see why
free love of the senses into oblivion ...
Dejected Way to Your Path
Looking into each window
stealing fragments of the lives of others trying to understand if
loneliness is not just my worm.
I turn over in bed unmade
feel the Your watchful spirit Light
sleep on my grave I feel the vital touch
dreams come back.
the night as the day's death as life
Words such things are not done
lives lived through thick glasses as thick as the wall that divides us now.
.. nothing more nothing wrong
Another jump
The void is too bright because you can touch
Mix
canceling the nuances of the soul.
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