so long

But even if you could...
then even if you would,
would I want it, Even?

I think I would, actually I already do

..let the past where it is
move along, so you'll sease
sease the day, as much as the moon
sease yourself, even in an empty room

foolish rhymes, pointless game
my mind tricks me, it takes me away
it actually convinces me that I'm all alone
that you are my way out, that with you I'm at home

enought of that, enought of you
this bright blue sky no longer takes me trought
the ocean the wind, and takes me where you're at
Now it leaves here, much better, I'd bet

{texto e desenho por July Tilie}