It's the little things my mind commits. To etch behind my eyelids. Like getting stoned when we wake up. Coffee grounds and coffee cups. Your silhouette in high top sneakers.
I stretch my hands. Clutch vacant laughter. In silence and sweet, sweet pain. Without demand. But with a longing. For what will never come again. I smell your perfume.
A little girl was born today. In a house not far away from where I live. That little girl means more to me. Much more than you could ever see or know my love.
What is this place, what I have found?. There's a silence all around. There's a stars falling down. Drowning into the purple sea. . When I look into those blind man's eyes.
When I woke up from a nightmare. I was crying. The morning rain washed my tears away. When autumn leaves changed colors. you were leaving. The winter lights took my heart away.
Al atardecer, cuando ella se va, al atardecer. Al atardecer, se va a trabajar, al atardecer. Va hasta la estacin, why se toma el tren. chiflan del furgn, miran del andn, al atardecer..
Scalpel peel that pout off your face. Inhale funny fumes and back to rat race. There's no sorrow, only happy thoughts. Obscure your vision, let the cynical rot.
Du bist hier aufgewachsen, kennst die Strassen schon zu lang.. Jegliche Erinnerung klebt auf dem Asphalt.. Du bestimmst den Tag, für dich herrscht hier kein Zwang..