a fading plastic sun I cry   to breathe your odour by my side   afraid a tear could fall and dry... a summer      a drying fish an aimless frown   indifferent words in velvet sound   a stranded love too weak to drown... a sailor      a dreaming plastic moon has died   no more to colour any night   hold back the solemn in your eyes... a moment      a sailing child on waters blind   elate the sundown you will find   and deep inside no sun will shine... for never      prevail my part    come drown me in your sight      this painful art   to sear me with no words      a searing mark    come drown me in my world      as like a park    asleep to hold the wintersun