It is quite ironic
I can't slow down this run
But this was my object:
To feel
Here
Without disturbances
Lives the sound
I want to close this cycle
But is it equilibrium?
We are sliding but all appears so immobile
And I'm so different from me:
It's so stupid
Please sketch a portrait to define
I will offer you our faces
Incompleteness
Indefinite resistance
Here
Without disturbances
Lives the sound
I want to close this cycle
But is it equilibrium?
We are sliding but all appears so immobile