Such fluorescent, you must wonder how I sleep. Shaking spells end as the cuts lined up my knees. . I guess I'm weightless as I tape my eyelids up. But now I wonder that I may have ran too far.
This mathematic sunset. Sights a neck to sink her teeth into again. A late aesthetic exit is impossible. But not from rafter sins. . I'm just alive, she's just a fake.
The archers come to the edge of ferns. The wind it floats so cold with words. You're in and out of sleep tonight. It lead you to the shed to hide. . Breathing in the dark.
The archers come to the edge of ferns. The wind it floats so cold with words. You're in and out of sleep tonight. It lead you to the shed to hide. . Breathing in the dark.
Things are moving sideways, they are tracing every step. It starts a circle, it starts a connection. Not waiting for a net, jumping reckless. Set still surveillance, some switch turned on.
One last hour before this place is on fire. Losing all as the flames grow higher and higher. Here I stand. . The further I'm from you the harder I try to exist.
Feeling the glass to tell how cold outside the car. Swerving aside from street to sea. I can't see the stars, can't see the stars. . All is cold and all is dark.