The way you give me hard times, makes me run away...
Complicated...

Let's reminisce the frightful nights of June the...
Perhaps we can walk back without shoes several...

Never seen beauty as such that
I catch flowing with the fragrance of...

I find my self lost, undefined
through your subtle sadness...

It might be the poignant words
which I've not been waiting for...

A paper boat that trembles
above deep waters...

Music perished into dust
as I paused for a moment...

Early days
seized chaos...

If I was to give in
all these weapons I...

My heart
not so stupid anymore...

So he leaves again..
It's just a new summer...

He might be a tongue
busy with grammar...