pain – Page 3 – Scriptorium '77

Faking Tears At Ten

Working through the night
Makes for a jet lag feeling
At the very next day

Whizzing through the orbit // wandering on night sky
Dancing colours in your mind // that mingles ferociously

Oh, magnitude of liberty
Cruel imagined safety
In our hearts:

Tomorrow, / It’s gonna be a busy day
It always is; / Monday, it is.

Don’t Hesitate to Swim / Through that swamp of pain
When your lights just glimmer / And there’s nothing to gain.

You can’t make it better / When it’s all messed up
Where to begin? / Where to start?

Temperatures icy / Temperatures fall
Listen to me / Please make the call.