The more you draw them,
the more you get to know them...

Black man sings:
Compering to the way you moving your booty...

When I think, the universe begins to make sense.
When I speak, the world listens...

Sky is the mode of
nothingness in the blue dye...

Me and an ant looked
at each other, recognized...

We all are on death row.
we all are convicted of living...

Butterflies stroke the
velvet fur of gardens while...

Let me embrace your heart
you...

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

Just your eyes
is the safe haven...

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

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