Yes, I know.
With eyes wide shut...

If you could take off your mask
as you try to learn what is beyond...

They never see her
even when she tries hard to be...

I cried my last word,
breaking all the connections...

I look at him,
thinking of my horizontal life...

George saved me
when I was writing my epitaph...

As she unlocked the door,
a thousand black stars fell from her heart...

She doesn't love him,
he doesn't love her...

What is this thing in life
that keeps me dazzled and dazed...

Gently, i feel free,
watching the sunshine melting and dividing...

Her lips are petrified:
she lost the prophecies...

I bear you upon back,
bringing me mud...