We share our solitude with the night.
I witnessed my defeat and the lies triumph...
whenever I’m hot
my ceiling fan gets turn on...
Sunny days aren't promised to us.
I repeat this, my mantra, as Fleetwood Mac...
Her beauty mellowed the muse of keys
Each eye riveted from the bounty of thieves...
This people only see the act
They do not see the puppeteers...
You, my creation, my art,
you every throb...
Sea, sea, sea unfolded as flames
Rock the clock, undo this chain...
Crystalline divine
Rain, wash 'way my pain - I need...
The key is undetermined,
The game is very obscure...
When the throws are overwhelming and the tide just...
When the stars are covered over and it's the light...
A foe
I nurtured my self...
From within a ground, roots grow deep
like screams I hear in my sleep...