duminică, 29 martie 2009

Tremolo

The decomposing clouds fell below
I was isolated inside a forest of thoughts
The atmosphere was sweet and choked me as I gasped

Your blood leaked down the spiral stairs
It was so beautifully clean that I cried

The high pitched sound the piano makes
It rings in my chest as you disappear from my sight

The clock turns in circulation
It turns faster and faster
Since yesterday, it keeps laughing at me because I've changed

Anxiety invaded the useless sheep in my dream*
A strangely formed person shook my hand
I requested a pessimistic future
It could be that he's also a liar

I wonder what I'll discover tomorrow?
Writing down these words, I'm not able to stop

The clock turns in circulation
It turns faster and faster
Since yesterday, it keeps laughing at me because I've changed

The clock turns in circulation
It turns faster and faster
Since yesterday, I know I've changed a lot
What distance will our seperation lead us?
I enjoy the cold wind even though it hurts my cheeks

I'm not the same
Not the same..

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