Truth is my home.
Truth is flowers...

Let me embrace your heart
you...

It's a salted wound,
the death of your beloved...

Just your eyes
is the safe haven...

Living is not to learn
but it is to return...

Living is not to learn
but it is to return...

When I saw you for the first time.
I knew then...

I think therefore you are!
You are, therefore I am...

Time, is as arbitrary as perspective,
the spatial vision...

They just see perspective
for their attention is conditioned...

Go on and forget about me.
Forget that I have ever lived...

Hand and guitar,
the corresponding frolics in the mirror...