sweet rainy night madness in jazz, my arms grew wider to hold her tighter, tighter.
her eyes shone to clutch at my life like no other & I blew up my christ-switch and
it bloomed all over my heart.
beautiful, lonely, cold wet world that made us shine in the pitch-black under a tiny
tiny umbrella I didn't let her hold it a love letter I wrote that we had only one I held it
I held it close
how could I let go
oh I was close
me, I held nothing
on cijeli u jednom nevidljivom dahu objavi "život!" i da ništa ne može umrijeti ali
sjećanja uporno nestaju pa čak i ona najgora, najbolnija idu ukrug, ukrug
koji sam sebe na kraju pojede, bježi iznutra grize guta kida sve osim starog asfalta
u pukotinama i dalje dokazuje, cesta vodi u sebe u sebe pa opet u sebe zauvijek.
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