And I long to go
Love started here
Shoot your stars
Pure like
Instrumental
Night has fallen
Mute and cold
My horse is crying
But you know
They fall from your mouth
Propelled by your belly and your
It starts in my belly then up to my heart
Into
Instrumenta
No time to fuck
But you like the rush
And where would
Armoured cars sail the sky
They're pink at dawn
If I lived
It's a strange day
No colors or shapes
No sound in my
