One day of May in '99
The wall was talking to the floor
About the carpet by the door
And hidden girl inside…
Blond hair, I remember her
Blue nails, yeah, I still can feel
Her velvet skin, her anxious eyes
And the curtains softly signed…
She had a letter from her dad
A poem 'bout the end of time
And my bedside lamp awoke
To read to us these lovely lines…
Luscious widows everywhere
She said don’t go, I don’t care
Dreaming pillows in december
One by one, we will surrender
Indifferent fathers everywhere
They said nothing, they’re don’t care
Freezing dreamers in november
One by one, we will surrender…
One day of June in '85
The spoon was talking to the knife
About the dinner in between
And strange boy and his dream…
Brown hair, I remember him
Green eyes, tall and very thin
His fragile skin, his lust for life
His will to get the perfect… bitch.
He wrote a letter to his mom
A poem 'bout a better son
And the ceiling lights awoke to Read these lines, to see a gun…