Sunday, May 30, 2004
Scribble on the sand...
sitting on a broken chair, i begin to ponder...
looking at the other side, someone is playing guitar.
melody goes up and down, rats are dancing in the corner.
i try to reach the player, but it's vanished when i touch the finger.
turn around, champagne falls from the sky, becomes a sparkling river.
dizzy my eyes as if i fell into the cosmos, silent, silver, shimmer.
walking on the milky way, found the piece of my heart that i lost last summer.
the sound of guitar tap my shoulder, fill me with nepenthe, comfort my anger.
when i look back, it's just an empty room with a broken chair.
[[audio: Love Psychedelico - Hello]]
sitting on a broken chair, i begin to ponder...
looking at the other side, someone is playing guitar.
melody goes up and down, rats are dancing in the corner.
i try to reach the player, but it's vanished when i touch the finger.
turn around, champagne falls from the sky, becomes a sparkling river.
dizzy my eyes as if i fell into the cosmos, silent, silver, shimmer.
walking on the milky way, found the piece of my heart that i lost last summer.
the sound of guitar tap my shoulder, fill me with nepenthe, comfort my anger.
when i look back, it's just an empty room with a broken chair.
[[audio: Love Psychedelico - Hello]]
