It's one o'clock and awake I observe the darkness, a halo of fog dims my tired eyes and my mind, some eyes gaze my thoughts in the nightfall of my dreams; the alarm rings in a cold morning of March, the station and that smell of nicotine and smog who invades what for me is another world;
(Agares and Adrian) I see a chilly child who looks at me, does it really exist? I run escaping from all, but every way always leads at the beginning;
(Adrian)
A sun of seeming hope comes out from the clouds and then disappears, taking me back in that darkness omnipresent that cradles my illusion.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
