The distances are replace by faces
and places by unoccupied memory.
Safe in the moon,conquest idle frame of morning
glory while some others are
tired.
Am tired
Tired to wait
Tired to wait for you
Tired to be awaited by you
While time,exponential cries for these
late yesterdays
yesterday was an unmade bed
yesterday was a dream, a common one we
all already seen
One thousand times
One thousand miles
we were there,on stage, i remember
the room was filled up with moving
walls
Love self suffocate on is rotten sunday's suits.
Storys are cars trapped in endless traffic
the fragility of smiles techni-city
the fragility of smells we remembered
trapped
all the bodys i knew
in a replaced space they never seen before
A reproduction of words we constantly throw
at each other
Oh,i know, dry tears never wrote a letter
and as a matter
of fact
we did never
interact
the distance is replace
by a geometric act
at a smile's corner
We're all maintain in places we made
to pleasure ourselves
and walk over the prisme of
broken songs
Is it not nice?
When all those lights are over?
I love it
I love you
am gone
crawling in
day out
be the morning
you awake in
Picture: Sujimoto
