I swear if I could
turn things around...

Thick, black air imitates the ambiance created
by the pissheads and junkies...

As i sit here,
enjoying...

A beautiful moment
trapped by time...

In the mood for milk,
mix it with cat piss...

Wish i could say this
without flying to...

Imagination slides past the door,
hits me hard...

Meaning oblivious to
ecstatic nations, and with...

Naked
free beautiful...

Its nice when you get that feeling inside
and...

I thought I
lost you...

She flies around our heads,
asks us, when it ends...