with your face turned to the bedroom-lamp,
you're sleeping
it's light a
All these graycoated mornings pass
just like water poured on wax
you
They called me up to see if I had heard
about
There are two ways of doing this
one is easy and
I tried to reproduce a feeling never born
and guide myself
I put my finger on the pain
it was nothing, it
My little sister, dreaming of monsters
when will the story come
I know you feel like there's nothing to feel
but that's
Come, step into the sunlight
the parade is marching
up and down
High, high flames and boiling water,
still nobody knew
stare at the
1st of May sister- put that record on
and dance thru
