It's a rainy, dreary day
and I know you don't want to...
Now is nothing
And everything...
Trapped in the body of a snake
driving a car in the country road...
If you do not have conscience
You do not hear them...
When music is fine
what difference does it make...
May I tag along as a ghost?
I have no place to reside...
Inject in me a set of false memories,
I don't mind becoming a dream...
Time is the throb of
our questions in the silence...
for some reason you’re anxious,
the day and night are not forgiving...
Separation is
the only way we prevail...
I regret most of our conversations,
especially the important ones...
You know
I'll have to make the best of this...